Milady, do you have any friends, aside from Miss Patchouli?You really know how to easily gouge out your mistress' heart...Hey! don't count me as her friend without consulting!I couldn't care less about you being a friend of mine! Stupid, dummy! Tentacle grower!Have no worries, milady. I have always been your friend.You look like you'll grow a dick any moment.Also, you seem like you'd be very careful with our cherries.For someone growing a dick...Hmm... I wonder if that was a compliment.But that is fine... as long as I have all of you, that is all that matters.Thinking of you only as a Master is kinda hard on me.Me too.Me three.Don't you guys understand what love is?I doubt you do. That is a shame.What foolishness... Love is nothing but an illusion derived only from the instinct to survive...Ah, that felt like a line an emo-middle school-er would say. Even my line sounded cooler.Excuse me, Milady, but it seems talk of family bonds is making us regurgitate.Die, all of you.Nah, no thanks.I see.
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