[ Mental hospital is dull for him. Garden variety lunatics and the like. He wanted to believe that the things he'd seen and done weren't real. He wanted to forget. Like he'd ever be able to forget Astra's screams or the feel of hellfire on his skin throwing him away as she was ripped from his arms.
Only followed in second by the Devil of Hell's kitchen himself. Not that John knows exactly what Matt gets up to, but he has an idea or two. ]
Be a gentleman and let you finish of course. I've still got 13 hours on the road. Plenty of time to sort the line of weeping men and women at your door.
[ Like he couldn't guess where that was going. Not that he'd mind. He'd be a hypocrite himself if he did. This is going to end badly, John already knows it. Hell, he can't be bothered to do anything different though. There's a draw there between them. Like some bloody invisible string of fate. ]
I can think of a few already and that won't even get us past your front door.
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[ Mental hospital is dull for him. Garden variety lunatics and the like. He wanted to believe that the things he'd seen and done weren't real. He wanted to forget. Like he'd ever be able to forget Astra's screams or the feel of hellfire on his skin throwing him away as she was ripped from his arms.
Only followed in second by the Devil of Hell's kitchen himself. Not that John knows exactly what Matt gets up to, but he has an idea or two. ]
Be a gentleman and let you finish of course. I've still got 13 hours on the road. Plenty of time to sort the line of weeping men and women at your door.
[ Like he couldn't guess where that was going. Not that he'd mind. He'd be a hypocrite himself if he did. This is going to end badly, John already knows it. Hell, he can't be bothered to do anything different though. There's a draw there between them. Like some bloody invisible string of fate. ]
I can think of a few already and that won't even get us past your front door.