Fine. Fine. If Glen was being difficult about this, then why not give him food for thought?
"I was under the care of a governess - who only cared about her wages - all the time. My family and I were barely on speaking terms. My brothers would bully me; I had only a handful of friends, those that they had not managed to scare away.
I first learned to lie when I was five, first learned to hurt other people when I was seven. My first sweetheart was my first kiss, my first lover, and she broke my heart just before moving away. My first kill was at sixteen, and I never looked back. I apologise if my life doesn't make a satisfactory bedtime story, Lord Baskerville." His tone was icy, without him realising it. "Would you like another?"
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"I was under the care of a governess - who only cared about her wages - all the time. My family and I were barely on speaking terms. My brothers would bully me; I had only a handful of friends, those that they had not managed to scare away.
I first learned to lie when I was five, first learned to hurt other people when I was seven. My first sweetheart was my first kiss, my first lover, and she broke my heart just before moving away. My first kill was at sixteen, and I never looked back. I apologise if my life doesn't make a satisfactory bedtime story, Lord Baskerville." His tone was icy, without him realising it. "Would you like another?"