"We ALL...promise you, I know how you've been treated, i even seen you beyond this place...you've been kicked out of your own home, treated like a dog, and barley been feed scraps...but i promise you...as long as i live...you will...be safe...and taken well cared of..."
He nodded and Logan smiled, holding out his hand
"C'mon...Patton's been baking for hours now, and I'm sure he'd be excited to meet you-plus I want to make sure you're not making yourself sick..."
Virgil hesitantly took Logan's hand and gave him a tiny, shy but genuine smile, letting Logan help him off the table and lead him over to the kitchen
He didn't respond to his question...hell it was as if he didn't even hear Roman...almost as if he was in his own head
"F-Fuck...w-w-why does he looks s-so fucking f-familiar t-to him...w-w-why does he look l-like him...w-why...why why why why-"
He kept repeating the word why for several seconds...before he slowly began to chant the words to himself..."it's my fault"