This life.

Now, culpability juxtaposes itself onto fabricated identity. It will be a night to remember, even though the repercussions will be felt by all and sundry.

I'm overworked. Maybe I'm doing too much for too little.

Am I answerable to you? Perhaps not.

Orestes.

Gotta cut away, clear away, snip away and sever this umbilical residue, keeping me from killing you.
Wow.
Thank you, Karan.