Well, fuck you. And the eagles you rode in on.

I want to tell you all of myself, show you the nicks and dents and scars of my life, and have you love me even though I be grievously flawed.

He wiped sweat from his brow before the moisture dripped into his eyes and sighed. "I should have listened to my mother and become a hermit.

Why he's wearing his costume out and about, trampling people on a monster black horse, I do not know.