"I mean... It's been fun and all pretending to be twelve, but..." He hesitated, shifting around underneath the covers. "That thing with the little filly, I can't ignore the fact that I'm still capable of... doing things like that.” He groaned. “I don’t know. I guess I thought that maybe because I didn’t have to anymore… Ugh. I dunno. I thought I'd get better. I thought I'd be fucking normal again." He snorted. "Silly me." 