Nothing, actually. [Hm.] I still couldn't stand the fact that it didn't even have to exert itself to look right through me whenever it wanted, seeing everything I felt or suffered. [Making him relive it in the echoed feedback of it, sure as that tadpole had ever done.] Even my feelings about you.
It never sat well with me.
But he wanted to live. Aspired to be a person, rather than a monster confined to the shadows after dying in a cell, forgotten. I suppose it was self-serving in the end. Possibly dangerously so. [If Cole hadn't been— well if he hadn't been Cole]
Still, I'd argue even an odd creature like that's better than dealing with Valeria.
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It never sat well with me.
But he wanted to live. Aspired to be a person, rather than a monster confined to the shadows after dying in a cell, forgotten. I suppose it was self-serving in the end. Possibly dangerously so. [If Cole hadn't been— well if he hadn't been Cole]
Still, I'd argue even an odd creature like that's better than dealing with Valeria.
Is she still looking at you, my darling?