Doubts in the peace you kept and in the nearness of the horizon.
Doubts in the value of your vaunted free will.
SS: Now don’t worry son
SS: You won’t die from this
SS: As a near final boss, you are a toy that is not so easily broken
SS: And though I will not deny having an interest in doing so, killing you would almost certainly prove nothing
SS: It’s nothing you aren’t familiar with, and regularly executing you as a deterrent is not a sustainable solution to the predicament I find myself in
??: you have an
??: interesting
??: interpretation of what isnt attempted murder
SS: Son, this was just me trying to get your attention in the only language you understand
??: im not your son k-
SS: We wouldn’t be having this conversation if you could die
??:
SS: As it stands, as much as I’d prefer something more conclusive, the only way we have to handle someone like you is to make you realize that they don’t exist
??: what the f-
SS: And no, you don’t need to understand that just yet
SS: The problem is, I’m not traditionally involved in this process
SS: And in all my years I’ve never seen the others deal with a chestnut this hard to crack
??: thanks…
??: ?
SS: Did they make you wrong? Or was sentience just a wrinkle they finally got around to ironing out?
SS: How could you possibly know to resist something if you have no idea what it means?
??: uhhhhh
SS: Maybe I just need to be more specific
SS: There must be something important about your life that the writers never got around to filling out
SS: You just haven’t noticed its missing yet
SS:
SS: You have a daughter, correct? Angel?
??: how the HELL would you know about her
SS: Wikipedia, but that’s not important right now
SS: I have a very simple question for you
SS: If you can answer it, I’ll let you go and never bother you again
SS: What was her mother’s name?
??: I, I-
SS: What was your wife’s name, Jack?