[She arches her eyebrows at him, gives him a look, because there is no way she believes there are people who would call him inhuman or psychopathic. He is, as far as she can tell, a practical poster boy for his world.
In her universe they would call him crazy, and they would kill him, and they would take whatever secrets his adjusted biology held. She wonders how long he would survive there.]
I thought I was here to be redeemed. How am I supposed to find my footing if the expectations continue to change? [She's just trying to be a bitch, now.]
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In her universe they would call him crazy, and they would kill him, and they would take whatever secrets his adjusted biology held. She wonders how long he would survive there.]
I thought I was here to be redeemed. How am I supposed to find my footing if the expectations continue to change? [She's just trying to be a bitch, now.]