["Is it that bad to offer a choice? Nobody has to say yes."
He stills as Crimson drops her question onto the group like a bomb, the smirk dropping off of his face while her eyes continue to bore into his own. Perhaps what she had said was meant as a general query, but with the way she was looking at him... it felt impossible to shake the chilling feeling that it was directed towards him, specifically. There was no way she could see through him, right? See all the ugly thoughts and emotions and frustrations backing up inside of him, like water in a clogged sink, getting closer and closer to spilling over each day...
"...You've thought about staying here forever too, haven't you?"
He takes in a steadying breath as Butterfly steps into view and breaks his eye contact with Crimson, only half-aware of the reprimands her and Bishop were giving the errant Dreamer. (Although dang, Hubert... what was that about staying professional here again??) Normally, he would have been a bit annoyed to have been blocked off the way that he had, but... he had been about two seconds from pulling his gaze away himself, so in a sense, she had helped him save face.
Sam's question does bring something to mind, though, something he had remembered reading in the files he had borrowed from the DU a while back, and he finally pipes up:]
Y'know... for someone who's so attuned to this place, you of all people should know the dangers of what you're offering to others. I mean... it's pretty irresponsible, isn't it? Giving regular people the means to accidentally wreck the Dream Sphere and all of that.
So yeah, what's your angle here? It feels weird that you're suddenly pulling something like this after all this time.
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He stills as Crimson drops her question onto the group like a bomb, the smirk dropping off of his face while her eyes continue to bore into his own. Perhaps what she had said was meant as a general query, but with the way she was looking at him... it felt impossible to shake the chilling feeling that it was directed towards him, specifically. There was no way she could see through him, right? See all the ugly thoughts and emotions and frustrations backing up inside of him, like water in a clogged sink, getting closer and closer to spilling over each day...
"...You've thought about staying here forever too, haven't you?"
He takes in a steadying breath as Butterfly steps into view and breaks his eye contact with Crimson, only half-aware of the reprimands her and Bishop were giving the errant Dreamer. (Although dang, Hubert... what was that about staying professional here again??) Normally, he would have been a bit annoyed to have been blocked off the way that he had, but... he had been about two seconds from pulling his gaze away himself, so in a sense, she had helped him save face.
Sam's question does bring something to mind, though, something he had remembered reading in the files he had borrowed from the DU a while back, and he finally pipes up:]
Y'know... for someone who's so attuned to this place, you of all people should know the dangers of what you're offering to others. I mean... it's pretty irresponsible, isn't it? Giving regular people the means to accidentally wreck the Dream Sphere and all of that.
So yeah, what's your angle here? It feels weird that you're suddenly pulling something like this after all this time.