Byrne couldn't resist a small laugh at hearing that, either. "Sounds almost like a cheesy drama flick, doesn't it?" Yeah, it was pretty ridiculous. All of it was.
So ridiculous that Byrne lowered his eyes, sighing deeply. The depressed expression from earlier was starting to come back as he asked what was probably the same question on every patient's mind every minute of every day: "What's the point of it all, Tyrell? Why are they trying so hard?"
Why indeed? Byrne had convicted hundreds of criminals in his career. Even the ones who claimed to commit crimes for 'no reason' had some psychological reasoning behind their behavior, something that happened to them that made them snap. Logic dictated that Landel or Aguilar or whoever wouldn't kidnap all these people, stick knives in their hearts and twist them as much as they could, just because 'they felt like it'. It was too large, too expensive, too risky of an operation to perform with so many people involved.
But trying to figure out why was starting to hurt Byrne just as much as thinking about the crimes themselves. He tried to believe in the good of people as much as he could, but not to the point where he would naively forgive anybody who stooped to these levels for any reason. It was still enough to make him wonder just how any human being could possibly want to orchestrate such a thing as this place. Perhaps it wasn't worth it trying to think about it anymore.
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So ridiculous that Byrne lowered his eyes, sighing deeply. The depressed expression from earlier was starting to come back as he asked what was probably the same question on every patient's mind every minute of every day: "What's the point of it all, Tyrell? Why are they trying so hard?"
Why indeed? Byrne had convicted hundreds of criminals in his career. Even the ones who claimed to commit crimes for 'no reason' had some psychological reasoning behind their behavior, something that happened to them that made them snap. Logic dictated that Landel or Aguilar or whoever wouldn't kidnap all these people, stick knives in their hearts and twist them as much as they could, just because 'they felt like it'. It was too large, too expensive, too risky of an operation to perform with so many people involved.
But trying to figure out why was starting to hurt Byrne just as much as thinking about the crimes themselves. He tried to believe in the good of people as much as he could, but not to the point where he would naively forgive anybody who stooped to these levels for any reason. It was still enough to make him wonder just how any human being could possibly want to orchestrate such a thing as this place. Perhaps it wasn't worth it trying to think about it anymore.