Oh, there you are, sweetie….
Knowing how much you miss me makes me so…. Big… And …. Hard….
I just have this Deep, DEEP craving, sweetie, to eat you up…
I like how we are suddenly being treated like some kind of prized pets or something who can't be allowed to get sick.
Do you think they will offer us mates to breed with at least or are they going to microwave all of us to death and line breed themselves into window-licking goblins?