He wouldn't have to wait long. Lloyd glared at the binder with all the hate he possessed. "They do these... these things to us-!"

-a knife flashed in the dark, cut into his hand-

"-and then they write about it like they don't even care-!"

-Kratos's hand missing its Key Crest, a false crystal instead of his Exsphere-

"-like we're nothing but animals! Not even that!" In a fit of fury he shoved the binder right off the desk, not caring when a few papers fell out. "That whole thing was nothing but a list of torture and what it did, like it was just an experiment!"