“Excuse me for not being deadened to all sense of humanity, Mr. International Assassin, but my body is not meat to me.” He examines my expression for a moment. “Are you angry because you think I might’ve touched you inappropriately?” “Jesus!” “Because I didn’t. I would never take advantage like that. I’m a psychopath, not a pervert. I believe strongly in consent.” “Well, that’s tremendous news! I feel so much better now!”
