[A few fragments of himself — the one tied up in grief and vengeance — manage to slip through. He knows what it feels like to be an arm beyond himself, to be at the beck and call of a voice that's beyond him.
It could be worse says the snide voice within the back of his mind. Of course It would rise up the moment Luca's thoughts drifted in that direction.]
I'm sorry to hear that. You shouldn't have to... suffer like this.
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[A few fragments of himself — the one tied up in grief and vengeance — manage to slip through. He knows what it feels like to be an arm beyond himself, to be at the beck and call of a voice that's beyond him.
It could be worse says the snide voice within the back of his mind. Of course It would rise up the moment Luca's thoughts drifted in that direction.]
I'm sorry to hear that. You shouldn't have to... suffer like this.