amended
I am an Eternal Spring flowing under dirt.
Stewart looks confused for a second, "When did I insult your clothes? Did I not talk slow enough? YOU. ARE. LUCKY. TO. HAVE. THOSE. CLOTHES." He sighs and shakes his head, he then resets the sleeve gun, "You know what, I don't have time for this, I need to do stuff." He walks into his room and closes the door.