A false question. A trick question. They already know the answer. They have never been taught to be anything else.
"That is their failure. That is the failure of every person who has told you otherwise. I don't care how deeply you loved them, or claimed to." They don't care. They don't care that Mr. Dad Guy could fill their heart with a raindrop-patter of delight when he beamed at them, because he called them the future of humans and monsters and placed the weight of ambassadorial duties upon the shoulders of a child he barely knew, beginning the cycle anew. They can't care, because he learned nothing, took nothing from the path he chose but the inevitability of his own mistakes in repeat.
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A false question. A trick question. They already know the answer. They have never been taught to be anything else.
"That is their failure. That is the failure of every person who has told you otherwise. I don't care how deeply you loved them, or claimed to." They don't care. They don't care that Mr. Dad Guy could fill their heart with a raindrop-patter of delight when he beamed at them, because he called them the future of humans and monsters and placed the weight of ambassadorial duties upon the shoulders of a child he barely knew, beginning the cycle anew. They can't care, because he learned nothing, took nothing from the path he chose but the inevitability of his own mistakes in repeat.
"They taught you wrong."