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He looked frustrated, running his hand through his hair. "I begged you," he said, his voice dangerously quiet. "I begged you to just look at me,...
"Po-tay-to, Pa-tah-to."
He grinned, standing up. "Don't doubt it."
"Later is sounding more and more interesting."
“Sure you can.”
“You are helping to kill people without knowing the situation because of blind loyalty, and you refuse to see a problem with that. That’s the...
“It doesn’t even taste like babies!”
“It’s a virtue.”
“Oh, good.”
“I could have been!”
“What does that even mean?”
“We made a good choice!”
“Humility is good!”
“Now?”
“My precious leg!”
He shook his head, leaning back against the wall. “Not enough.”
“Fine, then,” he said, taking a bite.
“That’s why I’m proud of you.”
“It’ll be good, trust me.”
“You bit my leg!”
