[There's a tired breath when Petre stops, just like John told him, resisting the urge to reach out again with a pathetic hand. He could have ignored him, kept going and forced him to stay still, ruined it all over again, but he's exhausted. He does need a shower and sleep. He may not be fully human, but there's only so much his body can take, and it's starting to affect his mind as well.
John was right. He needs to stop.
(He wishes John would be holding his face with his hands. Keeping it up. Looking him in the eye. Just - something.)]
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John was right. He needs to stop.
(He wishes John would be holding his face with his hands. Keeping it up. Looking him in the eye. Just - something.)]
... So, what. I take off the order now?
[His voice is weak, not as bitter as he'd like.]