[u]Well, I was a thief and a beggar as well. The thing with me; I never worked with not-so-nice people. You know why?[/u] James waited a second before he answered his own question. [u]It's because I never knew [b]any[/b] people. I knew no nice people nor not-so-nice people. Being alone out there for 14 years without one person to talk to, it kills you. Makes you something other than human. I worked for myself, there was a time where I didn't say one word for 6 years. 6. [b]Years.[/b] That's almost half of my life. I've never felt love, never been loved. I think it's worth the risk now that I may have found [b]something.[/b] I'll get tortured, I'll risk life and limb if there's a chance, even a slight chance that I'll have people to talk to and people who can talk to me. I've been hurt before. I watched my mother and father die. I'm a killer. I hurt myself more than anyone else ever could. I'm fine. I'll keep knowing you until I can't anymore[/u]. And with that, James sat down again and looked at Watcher.