Father... hated me before I came here. And I hated him too.
[Odd, how much he felt like talking. His voice was a little dazed. Just a little.]
I wanted to kill him and he wanted me to have never existed. He was so fond of our brother, however. Always Brother. So I went back to the Patriots and he... he stayed out. Not free, no matter what he thought, but still out. He at least had the illusion of freedom. In the end we were both chained. Him by his false morals and I by the Patriots.
...they're strange. It's like he changes, in our time. The older one is hard to understand; he seems almost to like us. The younger ones... they vary a little. I think... I like the one I haven't met much the most of those two. He's less insane. Although the crazy one did give me a musket that shoots tornadoes. That was nice of him.
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[Odd, how much he felt like talking. His voice was a little dazed. Just a little.]
I wanted to kill him and he wanted me to have never existed. He was so fond of our brother, however. Always Brother. So I went back to the Patriots and he... he stayed out. Not free, no matter what he thought, but still out. He at least had the illusion of freedom. In the end we were both chained. Him by his false morals and I by the Patriots.
...they're strange. It's like he changes, in our time. The older one is hard to understand; he seems almost to like us. The younger ones... they vary a little. I think... I like the one I haven't met much the most of those two. He's less insane. Although the crazy one did give me a musket that shoots tornadoes. That was nice of him.