"You're making me feel sorry for you and I don't like that. You tried to mess with my friend to get closer to Xavier and I have a feeling she was going to end up as one of those half-bloods when she became useless to you. Am I right?" Asked Abigail.
Wesley shrugged as she hit the nail right on the head. "Someone like her deserves to die. She's too delusional and desperate. It should not have been that easy for me to play with her like that and then get her to cut off all of her friends. I'm impressed with what I did there. Had I practiced my skills of getting into others' heads more, I would be king tonight."
"See this is what I mean," Abigail said, pointing down at Wesley. "You hear his story for a second and think poor him but then he opens his mouth and you just want to smack him. I'm so happy I never had a younger sibling."
"Can you honestly say your friend is not gullible? Cause you'll be a liar if you don't agree with me."
