I don't know what I did to deserve this. My daggers have been blunted. If the apartment falls under attack and I am unable to defend, the human has only herself to blame when the monsters drag her away to her grisly fate.

I cannot fight if my claws end in squares....

Pathetic. The human attempted to console me with the chicken treats. I ate them, but it was only to be polite. In reality I find myself full of fear and worry. I hope the human is satisfied. I myself am slowly coming to terms with the realization that I will forever have to sleep with one eye open.

Calm but wary.

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