“It’s like my hunger is a giant tree. If I want to sate it, I need to chop the tree down. Small, insignificant pains are pins. You can stick hundreds of thousands of pins in a tree and cover it like a pincushion, but it won’t do anything to chop the tree down.” He licked his lips. “If you want to cut it down, you need a chainsaw. And not just for a few seconds, that tree is large, it’ll take you all afternoon to cut something like that down, even with the chainsaw.”