´´ Surprised? I'm not that attractive anymore right? I'm sorry to disappoint you, but this is not a rare scene in my life, I wonder what disturbs you the most, is it seeing me covered in blood or seeing that I actually enjoy taking the lives of others? ´´ Desmond's voice snapped me out of my daze but listening to what he was saying I couldn't help but feel a fit of inexplicable anger.
He spoke as if he didn't feel anything when he killed others, but the guilt in his eyes was difficult to hide, his words seemed more aimed at making a mockery of himself than at actually asking my opinion, And the way he looked at me . . It is as if he had already decided how I was going to react to everything that happened.
