[ he's heard much worse things about himself than being called ugly. it's almost refreshing to hear some cheap insults.

inhaling to take in a deep breath of the cigarette's smoke, he holds it in for a moment, sighing heavily with the voice of her concern. ]

According to whatever's got us roped in this, it's supposed to be possible. Not that power like that should exist in the first place. [ a sort of different moral dilemma. ] Place I come from has plenty of its own "fuck up" that's never gonna be resolved. You can't erase what's inherently there. But maybe we can go on fixing one thing. Start small. Chance is a chance, right?