Eric stares at Humpty, not sure how to respond. After a moment of quiet, he finally glances around and notices that a lot of people are staring at them.
He shouldn't be speaking this way to Humpty, not while he has a tattoo on his neck. He shouldn't be so hostile towards him. Their conversation is one that makes no sense to those around them, which makes them both sound crazy.
But then, maybe they both are.
Suddenly he feels like One again, needing to tightly control every aspect of his life as to not make waves. It's miserable. He feels like the world is crushing him.
"This isn't the place to debate that," he says finally.
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He shouldn't be speaking this way to Humpty, not while he has a tattoo on his neck. He shouldn't be so hostile towards him. Their conversation is one that makes no sense to those around them, which makes them both sound crazy.
But then, maybe they both are.
Suddenly he feels like One again, needing to tightly control every aspect of his life as to not make waves. It's miserable. He feels like the world is crushing him.
"This isn't the place to debate that," he says finally.