When was the last time that I enjoyed a discussion with another?
Has it been decades? No, it's been centuries.
Located deep within the dark forest at the center of the Monster Realm, rare are the intruders.
The Invisibility Spell that I Cast on the entry makes it even more unlikely for any to find this place.
But some do from time to time.
And usually, I'm the one to push the discussion on them.
It usually turns into a monologue while I dissect them. Sometimes, I take my time so that they can hear me talk for as long as possible.
But you're different, white-scaled Monster.
I enjoy the conversation.
You make me think, which is something that, after so long, I force myself to do. I don't need to force myself when talking to you. Your thoughts and conversation give me ideas. I'm sure that sparks of inspiration would start appearing again with you by my side.
Yes. Having an Assistant wouldn't be bad.
But I can't.
