You made them this way. Without you, they’re nothing, aren’t they? Clearly, you’re the root of it all. The reason why they’re so sinful. The reason why they’re so awful.
See, it's reallyyyy, REALLY funny how you try and shut me down whenever I point out things. Almost like you are trying to put on a façade! How crazy would that be!
They don't see me or any of us as a person, in fact— we're just numbers. We’re better off making peace with that fact and just working. If you don't want to do that, that's fine, but it's what I've decided to do. There’s nothing greater for me.
He /seems/ to enjoy it, but a smile is often easily artificial, so are words. Not like it'd matter if he's good at it.
...Yet she can't help but wonder.
An angel all but betraying the lord their God. A man without a background—— a man so confusing, so puzzling, that it was difficult to even look at him. Why would you?