You were the first person to be immune to everything I am. It confused and intrigued me, but it made it difficult for me to understand anything about our friendship. I started feeling things that I didn't necessarily want to because they frightened me.

[He seems vaguely confused as he speaks, as if he's saying things he hadn't understood himself until they were out of his mouth and in the air, the truth finding a way to be set free.]

I very rarely truly cared about the humans I knew after I left Hell. I'd spent so much time hurting them that I don't think I really knew how to see them as anything real.

And then I met you.

[He'd wanted to be around her all the time for reasons he didn't understand but couldn't fight.]

You were always special.