“Do I ever deny you anything?” That's what I should have told him. He should know what the answer is. I do whatever he wants me to. That's just how it's been. Always. But that's not all I do, I do what I want too. That's what I'm doing now. If I am going to enter his story, I am also going to enter mine. And this will just have to be what he wants and more than what he wants at the same time. I'm sure he's resigned to that already. In the time he's heard me tapping these keys, he should have let go of the idea that he is in control of the story. He must be an expert in resignation by now. That's the core of his blankness. It's like me in a way. I do what they want, he accepts what they do.