[Another pause and sigh. Not exasperated exactly, but very, very tired.]
Hatred feels like a such a dreadfully strong emotion, for someone such as myself, but it isn't inaccurate. I like you -- and Christopher, and Liam, and Father and Miss Helen, of course, but... erm.
... My fondness for the other humans in this place varies rather wildly. Does that make sense...? I hate them.
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[Another pause and sigh. Not exasperated exactly, but very, very tired.]
Hatred feels like a such a dreadfully strong emotion, for someone such as myself, but it isn't inaccurate. I like you -- and Christopher, and Liam, and Father and Miss Helen, of course, but... erm.
... My fondness for the other humans in this place varies rather wildly. Does that make sense...? I hate them.