"I interrogated them myself but they refused to talk until the end."
Marvel continued to tell me slowly, trying to balance my unsteady state of mind while giving the information.
"Even with threats and torture, they were still unwilling to open their mouths. I know nothing about those people's identities, but don't they remind you of those secret agents who work under the government? Those loyal and obedient individuals who will never let a word come out of their mouths, no matter what happens…"
When Marvel's words stopped, the steel blue turned back at my hazel and I could feel our connection started to waver in a wistful entity.
It reminded me of myself, my old self - is that why Marvel looked restless when he told me about what he did to them? Because he was reminded of me in the past…
It couldn't be, right?
