sorry. sorry! i know it’s been said. but how is it possible to write two characters who are so deeply connected to one another. across lifetimes, over oceans of time… you never wanted this, no. but I’m afraid you absolutely did choose it. in a hundred ways, at a hundred thresholds, you pressed on. you sought knowledge relentlessly, and you always chose to see… how you turn my world, you precious thing, you starve and near exhaust me, everything i’ve done i’ve done for you… it does tickle me, that in this world of would-be occult dynasties and ageless monsters, the chosen one is simply that – someone I chose. it’s not in your blood, or your soul, or your destiny. it’s just in your own, rotten luck… with all my knowledge and intrusion i could never entirely predict you. i can feed the caterpillar and i can whisper through the chrysalis, but… what hatches, follows its own nature and is beyond me… you’ll come to love it here, in this world that we’ve created… and you do this over the course of almost six years. over two hundred episodes. by accident.