[There's actual laughter as he doesn't get a response, some sharp little twisting feeling just barely noticeable- at least it would be if someone wasn't trying so hard to Not Care.
A part of Reaper is enjoying this, drives him to keep poking.]
No argument? My, it's almost like someone has yanked the teeth out of an old dog.
I wonder, are you wallowing in self pity? Is this what you do, cold and alone at night, when you aren't fighting? Soldier: 76 is still very human, and he's a pitiful one at that.
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A part of Reaper is enjoying this, drives him to keep poking.]
No argument? My, it's almost like someone has yanked the teeth out of an old dog.
I wonder, are you wallowing in self pity? Is this what you do, cold and alone at night, when you aren't fighting? Soldier: 76 is still very human, and he's a pitiful one at that.