Trouble is, in order to find it, you have to peel back layer after layer of conditioning and programming, flaying out the torture and microchips to find the listless, cynical husk of a child forced too grow too soon underneath.
He eats another piece of cheese, quirking an eyebrow at the comment.
"Oh, what a shame," he utters with something approaching pity, "I would have loved to see your performance! I suppose I'll just have to evaluate it from the sidelines, now." His voice wasn't quiet - it was conversational, as if they were talking about the weather.
"But I'm sure you would have made a valiant effort, friend. You seem like the type to give a hundred and ten percent, and I like that." Was that a flicker of malice? Hard to tell. He looks as innocent as he ever does.
Awww, thank you! =DDDD You're a great writer, yourself.
Trouble is, in order to find it, you have to peel back layer after layer of conditioning and programming, flaying out the torture and microchips to find the listless, cynical husk of a child forced too grow too soon underneath.
He eats another piece of cheese, quirking an eyebrow at the comment.
"Oh, what a shame," he utters with something approaching pity, "I would have loved to see your performance! I suppose I'll just have to evaluate it from the sidelines, now." His voice wasn't quiet - it was conversational, as if they were talking about the weather.
"But I'm sure you would have made a valiant effort, friend. You seem like the type to give a hundred and ten percent, and I like that." Was that a flicker of malice? Hard to tell. He looks as innocent as he ever does.