[149] REX IS A REAL BOY NOW // Voice.

[stopthat_destro]

I owe everybody an apology. Or, rather, everybody who was here when I... [ACTED LIKE A CRAZY JACKASS THAT ONE TIME-- ER, NO THAT OTHER TIME, I MEAN--] attempted my escape. I know I apologized once, to the people I targeted. But as you can imagine, a display of remorse was... beneficial at the time.

Not to say that it was entirely insincere, of

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[darknessb4me]

[This douche again. He sounds hurt and angry; protip: this isn't actually about Rex.]

Bullshit!

[His tone settles and goes cold.]

I don't suppose you ever paid attention to the Boy Who Cried Wolf. Too busy reading the ones involving snakes, I expect. But this is the second or third time you'd apologized, and in between those you have given less than no sign that you give a damn about what you inflicted on those people. I don't believe for a second that you're not getting anything out of this "display of remorse."

I know. You didn't say it for me, you don't care about my opinion, I've heard it all. But you can't stop me from talking any more than I can stop you. So I suppose we're both just going to have to deal with it.

[stopthat_destro]

Ah, yes, I forgot that the only remorse that's real is that which happens immediately after the fact. People can't possibly change their minds upon reflection.

And I apologized only once before. [Unless I'm wrong hurhur, too lazy to check.] And haven't done anything to harm people between then and now, and I'm not going to set myself on fire to show the amount of contrition satisfying enough to SHUT YOU UP.

What the hell do I have to gain from dredging up this mess, when I could have let it fade into memory like everything else on the Barge? Oh, I know. More conversations with you. You really love to shove your nose into my business like you're some grand moral authority.

[darknessb4me]

What do you have to gain. Don't be ridiculous. Access to the infirmary again, where you can start over and do all of this again? Getting your warden off your back and giving you privileges? People not scrutinizing you, making sure you're not doing anything you shouldn't be? Tricking trusting people like Martha to give you another chance - this isn't about her, that's just an example - so you can be smug about how damn gullible people get when they want to believe in something good? I used to know people like you. You'd never miss an opportunity to be clever.

[stopthat_destro]

Oh, you've caught me. I apologized to gain access to things I've already had for over a month now. I have no choice but to escort myself to Zero now, another plan foiled by your brilliance.

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[stopthat_destro]

This isn't a joke, Nygma. I don't want to be like... [UGHHH.] the people I've raged against.

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[stopthat_destro]

Oh.

All right, then. Yes.

[neuroticalson]

Most people I chose back home ever did anything to me and you don't see me being all sorry about it.

Don't tell me you drank the "rehabilitation" kool-aid.

[stopthat_destro]

Hardly. I'm not sold on the Barge's ideals just yet.

But that doesn't mean I'm unwilling to admit it when I've done something that goes against my own standards. [Well, SOMETIMES.]

[neuroticalson]

Oh, you have standards. Well, there's your problem.

[stopthat_destro]

It's difficult not to when somebody turns the tables on you. Eye for an eye, taste of your own medicine, all of that...

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[stopthat_destro]

[YOU ARE TOO GOOD FOR THIS WORLD, HOWIE.]

Thank you. To be honest, I'm surprised you've been as understanding as you have been, given my behavior around that time.

[stopthat_destro]

You're welcome, Claire. [He sounds a little awkward. APOLOGIES ARE AWKWARD WHEN YOU MEAN THEM.]