Oh, my apologies. Of course, you want your d͚͉̂͠ạ͂̇͜t̘͐̚͜a. Cruelty, was it?
[ Slowly, with great care, he rises from his seat at the windowsill and unsteadily approaches Gorre where he broods away in his chair, like a drunkard but that smile stretched across his face is not one of a blissfully drunk man at all. If Gorre wanted cruelty, it was truly better delivered with a smile, a smile like this.
He reaches the chair and lurches forward, black-gloved hands slamming down on the arms of it, and he brings himself in close to the man, the program, the Phase. ]
Do you want to know? Do you? [ He asks with a mad little giggle, voice dropping to a stage whisper. ] The man I was before, this Fandaniel, he knew. He knew what Lily was capable of. He knew... and he told no one.
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[ Slowly, with great care, he rises from his seat at the windowsill and unsteadily approaches Gorre where he broods away in his chair, like a drunkard but that smile stretched across his face is not one of a blissfully drunk man at all. If Gorre wanted cruelty, it was truly better delivered with a smile, a smile like this.
He reaches the chair and lurches forward, black-gloved hands slamming down on the arms of it, and he brings himself in close to the man, the program, the Phase. ]
Do you want to know? Do you? [ He asks with a mad little giggle, voice dropping to a stage whisper. ] The man I was before, this Fandaniel, he knew. He knew what Lily was capable of. He knew... and he told no one.