[ For the past several days, having to constantly confront this hideous white room, having his friends killed, and facing what he doesn't want to the most have absolutely taken a toll on him. What's one more, he thinks, as he continues to spill the guts of what his insecurities and worst fears, laid out for everyone to see. Disgusting. He's disgusting.
But maybe it's the fact that Rio isn't one of his closer friends, that makes it easier to spill. ]
... One time, I said that I'd rather die than accept Vassago because of what he represented. I didn't want to be like my original. He was a brutal douchebag that stopped at nothing from killing whoever whenever he wanted and he was happy about it. I spent... all my life in trying to avoid being like him--not even one thing. If I accept even just one thing, all the resolve I built up for years will have meant nothing. I can't even die here. I'll have to live with this forever.
[ Terry lowers his head so that he doesn't have to look at Rio. He buries it into his arm, caked with dry blood all over. ]
That's why I didn't want anyone to come here. It's useless. I would have been fine if nobody came.
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But maybe it's the fact that Rio isn't one of his closer friends, that makes it easier to spill. ]
... One time, I said that I'd rather die than accept Vassago because of what he represented. I didn't want to be like my original. He was a brutal douchebag that stopped at nothing from killing whoever whenever he wanted and he was happy about it. I spent... all my life in trying to avoid being like him--not even one thing. If I accept even just one thing, all the resolve I built up for years will have meant nothing. I can't even die here. I'll have to live with this forever.
[ Terry lowers his head so that he doesn't have to look at Rio. He buries it into his arm, caked with dry blood all over. ]
That's why I didn't want anyone to come here. It's useless. I would have been fine if nobody came.