[There's a palpable shift in the atmosphere, and it's really not hard to guess what caused it. A part of him had wondered, had avoided saying before partially because it seemed like it would be in poor taste, but he is fully in self destruct mode by now, again, and that seemed to be the mood where he turned most honest. Still, though.]
We're careful. You wouldn't have to worry, we don't kill dogs.
[The speculation almost feels like accusation, however, and he almost flinches, his eyes shutting, pulling his legs and arms a little closer as if curling up.]
Yes. That could have ended very poorly.
[And he hates that so much, he hates what he is so much sometimes, the fact that he is an ever present danger, that even at his most controlled he is never safe.]
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We're careful. You wouldn't have to worry, we don't kill dogs.
[The speculation almost feels like accusation, however, and he almost flinches, his eyes shutting, pulling his legs and arms a little closer as if curling up.]
Yes. That could have ended very poorly.
[And he hates that so much, he hates what he is so much sometimes, the fact that he is an ever present danger, that even at his most controlled he is never safe.]