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Maeng smiled, finding the fact they were using pet names interesting, maybe cute. He shipped it. Definetly fit his criteria for making him 'like' people. What a mean old man, Mr. Wilson was, making his patient be injured like that. Now he'd have to give him to another person to fix him up. On the bright side, maybe he'd get to know this 'Eric' character better. They seemed sort of intertwined so far, it seemed. Tren left with the tall boy, walking beside with arms crossed behind his back. "Thank you for helping him," The Korean made light conversation. "Me and him not very close, but, trying to help anyone here is much appreciated."
There was an odd way with this boy. It was a sincere thanks, in all actuality, but specifically because of helping Dietrich. Could one say Trennen liked Dietrich? The boy's answer would be, 'Definitely, I'd love to cut him up again'. Anything he 'liked' he would have an obsession with perfectly understanding every detail. It was made him sociopathic, to experiment on people socially, emotionally, and physically. It was his perverse form of love; not that anyone would know that. But if they did, they probably wouldn't want it. And Eric would soon get it.
Trennen decided that it was best to establish a plan early on. He wanted to play with him, and it was best he didn't let Dietrich influence him enough to stay away. "If you're okay with it, do you think that maybe we could hang out sometime?" His respectful voice asked timidly, appearing as non-threatening as a deck of cards.
"Maybe checkers over a cup of coffee?"
@Tart
There was an odd way with this boy. It was a sincere thanks, in all actuality, but specifically because of helping Dietrich. Could one say Trennen liked Dietrich? The boy's answer would be, 'Definitely, I'd love to cut him up again'. Anything he 'liked' he would have an obsession with perfectly understanding every detail. It was made him sociopathic, to experiment on people socially, emotionally, and physically. It was his perverse form of love; not that anyone would know that. But if they did, they probably wouldn't want it. And Eric would soon get it.
Trennen decided that it was best to establish a plan early on. He wanted to play with him, and it was best he didn't let Dietrich influence him enough to stay away. "If you're okay with it, do you think that maybe we could hang out sometime?" His respectful voice asked timidly, appearing as non-threatening as a deck of cards.
"Maybe checkers over a cup of coffee?"
@Tart
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