I chuckle and think, "We just need to like...make it seem like we're busy. Like...I don't know how to explain it," I say midkiss with my eyes still closed, "But don't kill them..."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
He began to wonder why he had felt uneasy at all. It was like a man wondering in broad daylight why a dream had appeared so terrible to him at night. — Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart