"He's the man what saved me..." he feels like he has to explain as he moves on, the ache just wrenching into him. He knows he already looks weak, but if he explains, maybe it'd be less so.
"From bein' a battle slave. He was the one what freed me. Took off my inhibitor, turnt me loose, offered me a home." And yes it's damn pathetic how badly he wants to turn around just because he misses those eyes not looking at him with contempt.
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"From bein' a battle slave. He was the one what freed me. Took off my inhibitor, turnt me loose, offered me a home." And yes it's damn pathetic how badly he wants to turn around just because he misses those eyes not looking at him with contempt.