[Her eyes stay focused on his and she nods in understanding. Her hand rests over his, and she hopes it's reassuring or comforting somehow. In her mind, it's an act of solidarity. Whatever his past is, they're alike in that very dark and awful way. Who knows, maybe he's like her even though she doesn't see a number tattoo on his arm. In any case, he's unlocked tragic backstory.]
Papa kept me in a lab. He did tests and made me do things. Bad things.
no subject
he's unlocked tragic backstory.]
Papa kept me in a lab. He did tests and made me do things. Bad things.