I thought he said so. But he didn’t, so I can’t say anything either. It would just be wrong. The rule don’t speak unless spoken to was never applied to me, I just applied it to myself. But, I don’t really worry because no one says anything to me anymore.

You can never know, anymore, what with the way everyone seems to be speaking out. I watch from a distance, eyes wide and curious. I watch from above, seeing them roam around like they own they place (and they don’t. He does.) No one ever explains. (Or they don’t care to, but either way…) They don’t have to. I understand.

Does he understand? I can’t say. I won’t speak for him, he never speaks to me, so I never speak to him. I’m fine with my silence.

They wouldn’t appreciate. He wouldn’t appreciate, either, for he hates my beliefs. He just doesn’t understand common courtesy, then again he is…

Well, it doesn’t matter.

I don’t have to deal with him anymore.