I’m not the monster he wants me to be. So I’m neither man nor beast. I’m something new entirely. With my own set of rules. I’m Dexter. Boo. I will not kill my sister. I will not kill my sister. I will not kill my sister. I think he’s got a crush on you, Dex! Tonight’s the night. And it’s going to happen again and again. It has to happen. Watching ice melt. This is fun. Like a sloth. I can do that.
Rorschach would say you have a hard time relating to others. I’m thinking two circus clowns dancing. You? I’m really more an apartment person. You all right, Dexter? Watching ice melt. This is fun. Only you could make those words cute.
I’ve lived in darkness a long time. Over the years my eyes adjusted until the dark became my world and I could see. You’re a killer. I catch killers. I will not kill my sister. I will not kill my sister. I will not kill my sister. I’m generally confused most of the time.
Like a sloth. I can do that. I’m a sociopath; there’s not much he can do for me. This man is a knight in shining armor. I’m partial to air conditioning. Tell him time is of the essence. Rorschach would say you have a hard time relating to others.
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