‘ oh good, yet another demon at my doorstep. do your higher ups just not like you or are you so confident as to believe you’ll be able to stroll out of this little exchange unscathed? ’
‘ i don’t believe anyone likes me.’ not that it mattered that much to him. it was easier to be hated than liked — that way, he wouldn’t have to change who he was. well, not too much at least, ‘ either way? it might be better if i don’t come out of this. for everyone. ’