[ Hei still isn't sure why the recollection of that night jars him so much. Morally, he's committed more heinous crimes. He's been trained to look monsters in the eye and to hold his stomach when he kisses them. But somehow, he'd always hoped he could maintain a middle-ground -- to hover between the 'good' Citizens whom he didn't belong with, and the wicked skells who could absorb and perfect the beast in him unless he held himself apart. ]
[ That night, like the weekend he was cursed to go on a killing spree, were reminders that the beast was seething and alive in him all along -- depraved and wild and unstoppable after years in its filthy cage. ]
[ Eyes dipping, he squeezes Pai's hand. ] They were. [ He won't make excuses or say it comes with their age. But that doesn't mean he'll excuse himself either. In a different tone, he asks, ] So what did you get up to, while I was away?
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[ That night, like the weekend he was cursed to go on a killing spree, were reminders that the beast was seething and alive in him all along -- depraved and wild and unstoppable after years in its filthy cage. ]
[ Eyes dipping, he squeezes Pai's hand. ] They were. [ He won't make excuses or say it comes with their age. But that doesn't mean he'll excuse himself either. In a different tone, he asks, ] So what did you get up to, while I was away?