"How do you even exist? You can't be real, and if you are you were made in the crescendo. It's just pure energy, your feet just millimetres above the ground. I, we're, not worthy. We're fanboys and acolytes in equal measure. I can't hold my tongue. Look at me, you've reduced me to drivel. What do I call you? Bless me with that at least. Whisper it to me. Really? I never had you down as a..... It's ok. They don't deserve to know. I won't tell them your name."