I'm usually awful at parties and dances. I stand like a stick or I cough or I laugh. Or I don't bring a present, or I spill the ice cream, or I get so depressed that I stand and I scream, "Oh how can there possibly be one small person as thoroughly totally utterly blah...as me.
"‘We can’t die here. But we’ll get hungry. And we’ll get more wild. More animal. It’s something that happens when you have taken on an animal form. Stay in it too long and you become what you pretend to be. When Loki was a horse—’
‘We don’t talk about that,’ said the fox."
- Odd and the Frost Giants, Neil Gaiman (via lmnpnch)