If only it were so easy to give someone a new glass. There's enough of us that we could make a disaster. How do you even know you can trust half of these people?

[ rubbing his head. there's a pause like he's thinking and then- ] Alright so. How would you show them?

You're more of a new dog. They're not as docile, full of energy, and still bite. [ there ya go. that jumpsuit is hideous on you. your hair is too nice for that thing ]