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[ And the creeper is back in public after temporarily being extremely anti-social.
He seems unusually cheerful right now carrying an old-and -worn-looking blue plush toy through the halls
There are probably other contributing factors to Even's good mood, unlikely particularly good ones either *cough*tinyku*cough*]

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[~~takes it like a man~~ No longer held up, he drops. No noise, or anything. He just drops to his knees.]

I should hurt you. I really should.

[stares down at him.]

Cut off your ears or something. But I won't.

Burned, cut, stabbed, tortured, raped, all deserved and already done. [...was that a laugh?]

[....]

And you still pull shit like this.

I can't stand being alone more than I hate the things I do.

So don't be alone. It may come as a surprise to you, but you don't need to sexually abuse children just to have someone around.

[sneer.]

It's never that easy.

You make it difficult.

[turns away. he's going to leave if Even doesn't say anything, before he goes and gives in to the urge to hurt him.]

Would you rather a few minutes of completely meaningless pleasure every night for the rest of time and be just as alone as before or a few years of happiness only to spend the rest of that lifetime miserable?

[stops.]

I'd take the happiness. I already have.

Then what do you think I did.

The difference between us... is that I wouldn't take that happiness at the expense of someone else's.

[starts walking again.]

I could say something about how at some point everyone's happiness conflicts with that of another at some point but really... things were never meant to be the way they ended up. I never brought them home because I wanted to have sex with them.

I just...
...I wish someone could just turn me off and fix me.

Unfortunately for you, you're no replica.

[glances over his shoulder briefly, but keeps walking. sorry, Even, but you're not getting any sympathy from him after what you did.]

[Is defence mechanism, no matter how much the guilty feeling part of him wants to die; the rest of him will innately attempt to evoke enough pity to make people not kill him/turn him in; also used to guilt children.]
You really should have just killed me.

[stops again.]

What's the point if you want it?

It might make you feel better?

Maybe. Doesn't mean I'll do it.

You want to though.

Yeah, I do. But I won't.

It's not like I can stop, you realise?

[...summons Way to Dawn, back still to Even.]

[/not at all hopeful at this]

[turns around, walking back to him silently.]

[He hasn't moved from where he was, still on his knees, just watching.]