He says, "It will be my birthday soon. Could I have a cake with a candle?" *laughs in delight*
On the rare occasions when he genuinely likes someone, he's learnt to leave as early as he can, before they realise what he actually is underneath. Oh, nice.
In one of the cells, he finds the snub-nosed psychologist. She shouts, banging her fists against the door, "You have to let us out!" I love that touch.
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Date: 2013-01-08 05:29 pm (UTC)He says, "It will be my birthday soon. Could I have a cake with a candle?" *laughs in delight*
On the rare occasions when he genuinely likes someone, he's learnt to leave as early as he can, before they realise what he actually is underneath. Oh, nice.
In one of the cells, he finds the snub-nosed psychologist. She shouts, banging her fists against the door, "You have to let us out!" I love that touch.
Incredible story.