You'll be in my heart.

It's more than a little upsetting to see you so broken and confused.

Oh, how I used to loathe you...your stupid insults and your annoying voice. I really wanted you to die, if you weren't going to leave me only. But it's a little bit funny, how that's changed. Your absence seems to have washed away that hatred. Which I suppose is a good thing, holding grudges is rather draining.

You're the same person, but different. In this brilliant, mad way; very strange. I mean, you look the same; same hair, same eyes, same face. You're still a little bit off -- but somewhat wiser. Someone I actually want to be friends with. Which is why I repeat the first line. Anyway, I have to go.

It's time for tea.