Phantom Hollow Musn't Hurt The Precious!

Judas felt something hit him in the side, so he perked his head up to find the hare she had offered. He was about to shrug it off until she started shouting. If what she wanted was to have a verbal fight, then she shall have it. And the other personality on the inside knew that. Everything just flowed out. "Yes. Give in to your hate."

"I don't want it! Don't you understand what's coming out of my mouth?! I don't care about food, about water! I DON'T WANT TO LIVE!" That last part he wasn't sure was true. For a moment, it surprised him. But he was too busy huffing and puffing and shaking to give it any thought. "So go take it to someone who cares!"