The very first conversation we had he began making solemn promises to kill for me and now spends every waking moment being incredibly kind and encouraging and telling me we are possessed by the same violent urges even though his are obviously much more well-meaning whereas mine involve exploding a bomb in the middle of a crowded city and beginning a war and his are to protect his sister who he loves very much it is a ridiculous assertion to begin with that we are in any way similar but how am I not supposed to have any feelings about the attempt
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