"Couldn't even be original with that, could I?" He moved towards the house, carefully so as to make sure he didn't set off any traps that might have been placed outside. Just in case. "Sounds like a shame, though."

He's quiet for a while as he keeps an eye out for things, the dog following slowly behind.

"...Guess it's hard to think of it that way," he says, finally. "All I ever heard about it was I was just some kid, that I shouldn't have been out there, that I was supposed to just let adults come walk all over me. Maybe if someone had been a bit more forthcoming I would've directed my hate elsewhere. Maybe not. Who knows."

Doesn't matter, since that's all long in the past for him.

"At least I don't try to stab him these days, right?"