I'm not home outside. Being home, really home, means being relaxed. I'm not relaxed outside. I'm on guard and ready to snap; ready to fight. You can't take me by surprise. I won't lay comfortably here with soft limbs.
I'll bite. This is what the outside calls for: a certain amount of stiffness; a readiness to bite.
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