[Look, there are many kinds of love.

It's also a moment to reply to that as he rolls his shoulders uncomfortably and thinks about what he'd written about his conversation with Haurchefant... how he felt like he needed a place like Norfinbury.]

Well, there's something wrong with me. I somehow became friends with another bloke who likes to drive people up the walls, myself included. Maybe you're right and I have got a type.