WHY WAS IT SO HARD TO NAME THIS GUY

"Only if you promise not to leave me alone!" she insisted.

"Don't drive me away, then." He insisted.

Vani frowned miserably.

"...I want a hug."

He picked her up and held her lovingly.

"You're a handful."

She nuzzled him, closing her eyelids.

"Only because I'm not as useful to you as you are to me..."

He shook his head.

"No, sweetie, I just...have trouble."

"I can eat their heads," she offered.

He chuckled.

"No, not like that."

"...I can eat their other heads, if that would help," she whispered.

He laughed slightly.

"Oh, no, it wouldn't. It would make things much worse."

"Really?" she asked curiously. "What is your problem, Theo?"

"I have trouble with trusting people. It's...not important."

"Have my read them for you!" she suggested happily.

He laughed quietly.

"...No, I'm fine."

She kissed him on the cheek.

"You sure? You seem...bothered."

"No, I'm fine. I just...need more nights off than you give me."

"I'm a job?" she asked, disappointed.

"No, no, I...Just let me have some time away from you and I'll be happy."

"Your time away from me is your happy time?..."

"Happier." He amended.

She sighed, burying her face in his chest.

"...I'm just boring, then."

"No, you just...I have other needs."

"Teach me," she replied simply. "I can learn to help you with those, to."

"No, they're not...Just no."

"It's because I'm black, isn't it?"