I'm currently sitting on a large rock in the middle of the Rockies, which I find very agreeable. There is no such thing as fashion here. I wear a Lululemon sweat-wicking long-sleeve t, Nike running shorts, Smartwool socks, and busted Vasque hiking boots. The hate is swelling in you now. Take your Jedi weapon. Use it. I am unarmed. Strike me down with it. Give in to your anger. With each passing moment you make yourself more my servant.