'Bullshit, how is anything you just said my fault?' Brenden complained as he threw the Cultist's corpses into his inventory and followed me out of the room, but not before grabbing hold of his friend and dragging him along.
'You were the one who tossed me a hail-mary pass down the field.' I said while calmly walking down the bloodstained hallway.
'No, no, I told you to TALK to him, not fucking corrupt him; look at Sonas, hes completely broken…holy…tell me you didn't use your talent on him!'
'Didn't have to, honestly, the fact that he was so easily brought on the path of killing is a little concerning; all it took from me was a few short analogies that he could relate to, and now he will take lives…do you not see an issue there, because, to me, it lays the groundwork for an underlying psychosis.'
'…listen…Taylor, hes just a simple guy,'
