[Their brows curve down, their lips ironing out into a firm, uncompromising line. Maybe, maybe they're wrong to insist that he should stop this, all of this, but - how could they be? He didn't want to do it. He didn't mean anything terrible to come of it at all.
He's furious with himself. For opening a door and not closing it after. But who's to say it would have stayed close? Couldn't Bill have forced it back open, any time he liked?]
He's...strong. Stronger than anything else here. He could have done anything, he, he still does anything. You couldn't...you can't...control that.
[Their shoulders hike up to their ears, head ducking.]
He's...Ford said he's, that he's like that.
He's good at making you do what he says. Making you think it's your fault. Making you think that it was your idea.
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[Their brows curve down, their lips ironing out into a firm, uncompromising line. Maybe, maybe they're wrong to insist that he should stop this, all of this, but - how could they be? He didn't want to do it. He didn't mean anything terrible to come of it at all.
He's furious with himself. For opening a door and not closing it after. But who's to say it would have stayed close? Couldn't Bill have forced it back open, any time he liked?]
He's...strong. Stronger than anything else here. He could have done anything, he, he still does anything. You couldn't...you can't...control that.
[Their shoulders hike up to their ears, head ducking.]
He's...Ford said he's, that he's like that.
He's good at making you do what he says. Making you think it's your fault. Making you think that it was your idea.