You have no idea how to control yourself in a city full of people who have likely all had some kind of supernatural occurrence in their lives. And it's made worse because we're all stuck here together, and therefore our experiences are overlapping. People are exposed to the horrific and supernatural daily here.
You spent your time holed up in the Institute, never leaving, feeding off of written Statements or of people who came in, already weeded out. When you died, Statements became your food, as Vitae became mine. But I had to learn to control myself because food walks by me daily. You didn't have that experience. You totally went off the deep end the moment you were allowed to. Even before Hell, you told me you were binging Statements and got a headache once.
You need to learn control, like I did. Your food walks beside you daily.
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You have no idea how to control yourself in a city full of people who have likely all had some kind of supernatural occurrence in their lives.
And it's made worse because we're all stuck here together, and therefore our experiences are overlapping.
People are exposed to the horrific and supernatural daily here.
You spent your time holed up in the Institute, never leaving, feeding off of written Statements or of people who came in, already weeded out.
When you died, Statements became your food, as Vitae became mine.
But I had to learn to control myself because food walks by me daily.
You didn't have that experience.
You totally went off the deep end the moment you were allowed to.
Even before Hell, you told me you were binging Statements and got a headache once.
You need to learn control, like I did.
Your food walks beside you daily.