Jack looked at the bird, laughing.

"Fine." He said, opening the window.

"Yes?"

((I'm confused.))

"I don'y know, but I do know I hate you." Toby snapped. 

"Really?  Do you know me, then??"  He asked.

"Your weird..."  Nautica mumbled. "You don't evne knwo who you are, and oyu go on a killign spree?"

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"Jeeze, I've been pecking out there for over na hour!"  The crow squaked jumping in, but fell on the floor.  "Ouch!"  It stood up.

"So, other than the ones telling oyu to kill people, hear any mysteriosu voices in your head?"  The crow questioned.

"I don't need to know you to hate you. Learned that from my dad." Toby responded.

"Nah," Jack smirked. 

"I know," Jack grinned.

"Would you like your eyes back? I can give them to you, with your full sight." 

"No, I'd prefer not.  Someone is after that idiot brother of mine, and my kid.  By possessing my body,"  He explained.

"So, Rose dead yet?"