I am Roy, and I am so owned, may I kiss your fingertips while you rants at me? May I bury my nose in your blonde locks while you act like your sulking just so I will cuddle you? As Roy you now know my entire existance has been reduced to assuring your happiness and I'm not letting you see under the eye patch anytime soon, no matter how much you whine. This is my way of reminding myself what's coming up in the next chapter. =/