"I'm not really that hung up on it anymore. But, mm... let's start with our frrriend Aloysius."
His hands come together between his knees, sliding palm to palm. Back and forth. Back and forth.
"I know what he thought he was doing to me. You know it, too," he says, glancing at her. "I'm sure you thought the same thing. He's a doctor, I'm a patient, this place is a prison, not like I can say no, right? But I knew I could kill him anytime. Kinda takes the pressure off." His tongue touches his lips. "And I like it. I've told you about the guns; you saw me with Batsy. I like it," this time with a distinctly sexual emphasis, "when somebody pushes me around."
no subject
"I'm not really that hung up on it anymore. But, mm... let's start with our frrriend Aloysius."
His hands come together between his knees, sliding palm to palm. Back and forth. Back and forth.
"I know what he thought he was doing to me. You know it, too," he says, glancing at her. "I'm sure you thought the same thing. He's a doctor, I'm a patient, this place is a prison, not like I can say no, right? But I knew I could kill him anytime. Kinda takes the pressure off." His tongue touches his lips. "And I like it. I've told you about the guns; you saw me with Batsy. I like it," this time with a distinctly sexual emphasis, "when somebody pushes me around."