Horror raises his skull slowly. He blinks blearily to try and adjust to the light. He attempts to soothe his pounding headache by tugging at his damaged eye socket, but he can't, he can't move his arms. You are looking at him like he's a precious jewel. Like he's your datemate or something? Wait…you must be his boyfriend. Yeah, that makes sense! Horror chuckles, seeing how bad his memory has gotten. He looks at you with adoration in his eyesockets. How did he get so lucky!