Like an injured animal being eased by a soothing voice, Link's response slowly but surely calmed the agitated Replica. Gradually, Sechs' haggard breathing ceased, his tense posture relaxed and the vivid blush faded from his face. He could only hope he was really safe with this stranger.
The distress and frustration Sechs was experiencing was still evident in his expression and tone, as he let out a sigh that fluttered through his messy bangs. "That's... That's good to know..." he grumbled, his eyes ever so slightly softening at Link. "Some people here will probably take a different approach though..." Sechs could easily think of some examples, like his first roommate Will and Recluse, they would have been no more than happy to take him out of his misery...
"The thing is... This virus is gonna turn some of us into... something different." Sechs glumly turned his head away from Link, focusing his shadowed eyes towards the Courtyard walls, one of the many obstacles he faced everyday ever since he first woke up in the institute nearly four weeks ago. "We could lose control of ourselves and..."
Shit. That persistent anxiety he had been suffering since the virus struck was starting to flare up again. It felt like some horrible creature within his chest was scrambling to tear him apart from the inside. He couldn't stand it! Too fatigued to do much about it, Sechs could only close his eyes and tightly grip into his stomach against the rush of adrenaline rushing throughout his whole body. "Someone I know told me about getting killed first before that can happen... I don't know what I'm going to do myself..."
Suddenly, the Replica gave out a gruff snort of anger, like a horse pawing to be freed from its pen. "I'm not giving up! But... I can't stand the idea of being used to kill innocent people in an unfair battle..." He tucked his head back into his chest, his voice but a strained murmur. "I've already been used as a tool by others before..."
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The distress and frustration Sechs was experiencing was still evident in his expression and tone, as he let out a sigh that fluttered through his messy bangs. "That's... That's good to know..." he grumbled, his eyes ever so slightly softening at Link. "Some people here will probably take a different approach though..." Sechs could easily think of some examples, like his first roommate Will and Recluse, they would have been no more than happy to take him out of his misery...
"The thing is... This virus is gonna turn some of us into... something different." Sechs glumly turned his head away from Link, focusing his shadowed eyes towards the Courtyard walls, one of the many obstacles he faced everyday ever since he first woke up in the institute nearly four weeks ago. "We could lose control of ourselves and..."
Shit. That persistent anxiety he had been suffering since the virus struck was starting to flare up again. It felt like some horrible creature within his chest was scrambling to tear him apart from the inside. He couldn't stand it! Too fatigued to do much about it, Sechs could only close his eyes and tightly grip into his stomach against the rush of adrenaline rushing throughout his whole body. "Someone I know told me about getting killed first before that can happen... I don't know what I'm going to do myself..."
Suddenly, the Replica gave out a gruff snort of anger, like a horse pawing to be freed from its pen. "I'm not giving up! But... I can't stand the idea of being used to kill innocent people in an unfair battle..." He tucked his head back into his chest, his voice but a strained murmur. "I've already been used as a tool by others before..."