I bet you would've gone prematurely gray from how much you overworked yourself, y'know. Didn't you ever learn to pace yourself?

[He appreciates most things about his life..... just not the amnesia, or the usual menu. That means he's allowed to scold Crow right back, right? It's totally a not a cat's prerogative to be a brat and do whatever the hell they want, after all. U g h, raiding their dirty clothes and dragging out shirts and stuff to lie on it is, then.]