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“All right. We’re saving the world, after all. Take him.”
Sometimes lies were more dependable than the truth.
“You live inside somebody’s body for a few years, you get used to it. I look at his face now. I can’t tell what’s going on. I’m not used to seeing his facial expressions. I’m used to feeling them.”
We’re soldiers, not witch doctors.
“I went back through some of the tapes. I can’t help it. I like the kid. I think we’re going to screw him up.”
“Of course we are. It’s our job. We’re the wicked witch. We promise gingerbread, but we eat the little bastards alive.”
“Well, now your guardian angels aren’t watching over you,”
“Now they aren’t checking to see if you feel pain, listening to hear what I’m saying, seeing what I’m doing to you. How about that? How about it?”
“We’re trying to save the world, not heal the wounded heart. You’re too compassionate.”
