Sigma hides his sigh inside a laugh, quiet and restrained. Albert was right to throw his mess in his face; the Doctor was not the only man entitled to put on a show. The accusation stings, nonetheless, because it is true. Sigma closes his eyes, unable to look at Albert, the mechanism of his cybernetic eye shut tight.
“And you still think you are better than me," he chides sharply, following the script. “There is a reason people like you remain Tributes and soldiers. None of you who have not helmed the Gamemaker's console are capable of imagining what it took to get there..."
He drums his cybernetic fingers on the edge of his cot, not unlike how he had once tapped them along a deathtrap. Moving his fingers made him remember that he was in control of his own body. His... body. “We called Gamemakers 'Zeros,' where I am from. There was nothing we were not expected to sacrifice for the good of our world. It was my mentor- the ‘Zero' before me- who made me understand that I was selfish to weigh my feelings against the needs of the many. Do not dare to think me cold. You could not begin to understand how much I love my children...”
When he finds he has stopped lying, Sigma opens his organic eye to stare at the ceiling in stunned, fearful silence. There is one other reason he would like Albert to follow Phi. He thought he might like it if she were rescued before the end, if Thirteen would steal her away before the Capitol was razed with him inside it. She would refuse, resist with all her might, but Albert... Albert would know what to do. There is no doubt. "This is all for the sake of something greater than me," he decides.
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“And you still think you are better than me," he chides sharply, following the script. “There is a reason people like you remain Tributes and soldiers. None of you who have not helmed the Gamemaker's console are capable of imagining what it took to get there..."
He drums his cybernetic fingers on the edge of his cot, not unlike how he had once tapped them along a deathtrap. Moving his fingers made him remember that he was in control of his own body. His... body. “We called Gamemakers 'Zeros,' where I am from. There was nothing we were not expected to sacrifice for the good of our world. It was my mentor- the ‘Zero' before me- who made me understand that I was selfish to weigh my feelings against the needs of the many. Do not dare to think me cold. You could not begin to understand how much I love my children...”
When he finds he has stopped lying, Sigma opens his organic eye to stare at the ceiling in stunned, fearful silence. There is one other reason he would like Albert to follow Phi. He thought he might like it if she were rescued before the end, if Thirteen would steal her away before the Capitol was razed with him inside it. She would refuse, resist with all her might, but Albert... Albert would know what to do. There is no doubt. "This is all for the sake of something greater than me," he decides.