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"Do you think I like being hunted down by glowniggers? Do you think I like having people like YOU and BENJAMIN on their GOD DAMN SHITLIST because you dared associating with me? Now imagine what happens if your boytoy gains the ability to-"
[DELUSIONAL] "I get it." Benjamin interrupts you. He pulls off his glasses and folds them up before handing them to Max, who promptly puts them in her pocket. "I do. It's a lot of responsibility to have powers-"
"No, you don't get it, that's the thing! Thousands on thousands of agents watch me every day because I can do silly shit like that! When I know for a fact that corporate CEOs and, fuck, even some shitty corporate administrators can do far worse!"
[UNSTABLE] "My mind fucking seethes at itself every day, I constantly have to struggle paycheck to paycheck, I get hunted down by glowniggers who hunt down everyone who threatens them or even associates with those who threaten them-" You feel your blood pressure rising by the second.
[UNSTABLE] "FUCK, Max, they tried killing your grandpa if it wasn't for me. Don't you get it? This isn't fucking child's play! This isn't playing superhero, this is a life altering decision! You don't fucking get it!"
[SHELTERED] Max tries to refute you but she can't even look you in the eye. Is- Is she crying? She removes her shades and covers her eyes, trying her best to control herself. Fuck, you probably shouldn't have been that harsh.
Benjamin is glaring at you now. Ah, shit, uh-
"No, no. I get it. Benjamin, don't get mad at her, she's right." She wipes her eyes before putting her shades on. "I can't even pretend to understand what you go through on a daily basis. "Sorry, sorry, just. Getting yelled at does that to me. Pav something."
"Palvov." Benjamin sighs. "Yeah, uh, look. Nicole. I know that, if I do this, I probably won't be the same person. I do. But I'm not stupid. I know that I'm not really much of an asset otherwise."
"What?" You're confused. Even Max is confused at the sudden self doubt that Benjamin is expressing right now.
"Look at me. I'm scrawny. I can produce a handful of chems at most. I can't fight. I can't take a hit. At most, I can hack some computers or figure out a riddle. My mind's strong. That's my best asset. Otherwise? Look at me." He points at himself. You can't say he's lying.
He's a nerdy man with a bird's nest hairdo and wears super dorky looking clothing. Grey waistcoat, red bowtie, forest green jeans, thick boots, and leather gloves. More befitting of a lab than anything else.
[BLIND OPTIMISM] "I know that this is risky. I know that it'll change me. I don't care. You know the real reason why I want these powers? It's to protect the people I care about. To show the world that I can fend for myself. That I don't need people to coddle and babysit me."
[BLIND OPTIMISM] "The main reason I even joined Z-Company is that I wanted to help people, Nicole. You don't think I know about the consequences of helping out an Alphabet Company?"
