[You know, Cliff's starting to think he shouldn't say the wildest, extreme bullshit he can think of in jest, because somehow it seems that whatever he cam come up with, that's old news in Hell. He'll take that into consideration going forward.
Better to focus on that more optimistic stuff.]
I noticed, [he says about the plazas, a little sarcastically. Three versions of him and it's always a thing. They gravitated to what was familiar. It's...nice that he has something like that in the places he does end up. The alternative is worse.
He's quiet a moment, then glances over, ears going back but staying relatively relaxed. Here he goes, always wrecking whatever good mood he manages to let Héctor scrounge up.]
...Look, it's not -- [The wolf huffs out his nose. He started talking to get talking, but he still hadn't figured out how he was supposed to say it.] I didn't explain it right, I think. We'd throw rocks at signs and whatever. I'd scream my head off, or I'd lose control. I've snapped and hurt people. I don't want you to feel like shit about stuff like that, it's not fair or a big deal. The thing with the gem, tracker, whatever... I was getting it twisted up with -- okay. Let's just say it, we both know that you absolutely would have killed me if you didn't realize it was me. Those guys were monsters. But you'd be doing it to protect them. You wouldn't have...liked doing it, right?
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Better to focus on that more optimistic stuff.]
I noticed, [he says about the plazas, a little sarcastically. Three versions of him and it's always a thing. They gravitated to what was familiar. It's...nice that he has something like that in the places he does end up. The alternative is worse.
He's quiet a moment, then glances over, ears going back but staying relatively relaxed. Here he goes, always wrecking whatever good mood he manages to let Héctor scrounge up.]
...Look, it's not -- [The wolf huffs out his nose. He started talking to get talking, but he still hadn't figured out how he was supposed to say it.] I didn't explain it right, I think. We'd throw rocks at signs and whatever. I'd scream my head off, or I'd lose control. I've snapped and hurt people. I don't want you to feel like shit about stuff like that, it's not fair or a big deal. The thing with the gem, tracker, whatever... I was getting it twisted up with -- okay. Let's just say it, we both know that you absolutely would have killed me if you didn't realize it was me. Those guys were monsters. But you'd be doing it to protect them. You wouldn't have...liked doing it, right?