"Oh, I don't know. Sometimes I contemplate mass murder of the Brats." He said in a strangely even tone as he winced, licking his lips just a little. "Seeing anyone would just lead to medication. It isn't like I have danced around this for years."

But he wasn't sure, as he looked at his broke toe. Well, at least there wasn't much he could do about that other than suffer. "I don't want to, I don't want to burden you with my....whatever the fuck is wrong with me. Frankly.....its why I don't date. Keeping up with me is a lot to ask of anyone."