Will: alright...there isnt much you prolly dont already know..ive killed more than 100 kids in my lifetime....people think i enjoy it but i dont feel much other than anger sooo...also i once had a whife and 3 kids and we were a happy family..well, lets say im not a gr8 father, i run a biusness that my own son is afraid of..my only daughter got herself killed by a robot that was supposed to kill everyone exept her....etc etc
Will: its okay, honey bunny *he will prolly forver call you that* its oaky..people..people dont understand people like us..we..we're...we're special *his soft brown eyes are a shade of glowing haunting lavender now, and his hands are like claws* *he makes the cake faster now, not talking and with a scared look on his face*