I think it's something worse than that.
But… I am. I guess. I don't regret it that much, even with your insufferable behaviour and your urge to make my life also insufferable.
(It was hard to tell if he was being serious or not. Well, Dixie could probably tell he was at least trying to not sound +
It's like that thing cats infect you with to convince you that you want them around. Toxoplasmosis?
But yes, you are, in fact, stuck with me.