“No,” Colin muttered.
“Quiet!” Dragon’s voice whispered from the nearby speaker, “They’re in the building, they’ll be there to help you in two minutes, maybe less! I can see them on the security cameras!”
I feel like the response time has been relatively slow, but I don’t think I actually know where Colin’s labpartment cell is relative to any other PRT buildings. At least I don’t remember.
Besides, my perception of time is fucky enough without the added restrictions of the textual medium.
“I’m nothing like you!” Colin screamed at the villain.
Mannequin stared at him with the shallow, empty eye sockets.
“Aren’t you?”
Maybe he’ll spell out the “lost everything” thing.
“I didn’t date, I didn’t have kids, because I wanted to be out there, helping! I knew that any attachments could be used against me, so I went without! I was fucking smart enough to do that!”
Oof.
Oh, Colin…
If there’s something that’s gonna provoke him, it’s probably this.
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