If I can refuse to be a monster then I can fight the real monsters, right? *He sighs.* For as long as I can keep refusing at least. The instincts aren't likely to go away any time soon, you know?

Lets not test it. Worst case scenario is that my presence infects your brain or some shit, and I'd rather not kill you by fucking accident. I think I'd take going the monster route over changing someone else into a monster. At least if I, if I eat them they don't have something alien piloting their corpse. *Palmer wonders sometimes if the old him would have rather died. It's one of many questions that haunt him when he lays awake at night and pretends to sleep.* I don't wanna kill anyone, but the instincts do. I'd hate to make anyone else go through that.