"No," Logan replied simply and honestly. "You can't."
He sat back down on his make-shift bed, and rubbed his face with his hands. "You never used to treat me like this. I was never fragile. You would rip me apart. You were molding me into a soldier. You tortured me- do you remember that? Now... I hate the way you treat me now."
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Date: 2011-02-04 03:08 am (UTC)He sat back down on his make-shift bed, and rubbed his face with his hands. "You never used to treat me like this. I was never fragile. You would rip me apart. You were molding me into a soldier. You tortured me- do you remember that? Now... I hate the way you treat me now."