Rex didn't want to come down just yet. He was still quite shy. "We have everything from fantasy to horror," he said. "Plays by Shakespeare, and other writers." Hayabusa flew from Rex's shoulder to a small tree in a large pot. "He's my best friend. We had dogs once, but they died when I was younger. Good and faithful, each and every one."

He brought his legs up, tucking his knees to his chest. "I'm sorry you were chosen to come here."

[I]Lies.[/I] The Voice snorted. Rex held his temple, closing his eyes.

[I]Shut up. Go away for a bit.[/I]

[I]"Go away"?[/I] The Voice laughed. [I]Stupid boy. I can't leave you. I'm as much a part of you as your heart.[/I]