"Everyone wants nice things, Pretty Boy. The good guys want a world where everyone can have nice things and the bad guys wants nice things for themselves and don't care about anyone else, but everyone wants nice things. Its just up to the individual what those things are. Maybe you just want peace and quiet, maybe you want love, maybe you want a shiny new gunblade. But everyone wants nice things."

She yawned again, drawing lazy circles against his belly as she dozed.

"I just want people to like me for me, and I want to make people happy...I want them to want me in their lives."