Shiva: You created me. You know everything there is to know about me.
Me: Well, perhaps you could say something for the benefit of the readers.
Shiva: I'm not really comfortable talking about myself...
Me: Right then. Well, why don't you tell me about Desmond. You certainly seem to have a thing for him!
Shiva: He has his uses.
Me: That's... it?
Shiva: Is there more?
Me: You're awfully nihilistic, aren't you?
Shiva: Look, I exist. I do what I have to do to survive, whether I want to or not.
Me: Something awful must have happened to you in your past...
Shiva: Wow, what are you? A shrink? How much do I owe you, doc?
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