[Fret listens, holding Anya a bit tighter. Maybe this was inevitable. He himself was trying to fashion a monster to fight back against the masterminds' tools, even if he didn't wind up getting the parts to finish it. So he gets it. But still, he couldn't allow Anya to give the rest of them too many monsters to deal with in her wrath. He's just sad things have pushed her this far, when she had been such an innocent kid.]
We will. We're done with this.
[The truth is, he's twisted too. Because talking things out doesn't work, even if you care. That's why he hasn't let himself care, not for a long time.]
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We will. We're done with this.
[The truth is, he's twisted too. Because talking things out doesn't work, even if you care. That's why he hasn't let himself care, not for a long time.]
Just don't think... it's okay... it's okay...