[He is precisely as much of a monster as Dillon expected, although he has too strange a relationship to the word to say how much that might be. It's everything else that surprises him.]
I expected someone...angrier. Prouder.
[Not that Roderick isn't angry and proud, but.]
Too much to listen.
He wasn't like you were thinking either, although he might have wanted to seem like it. He wants - wanted to save everyone. And he thought that meant bringing everyone in line. Compliant, and coordinated, and orderly. Not so wasteful.
The souls - that doesn't help anything. They're just addictive. He liked to think he was all-powerful, but he couldn't even control himself.
[Dillon might pity him, if he weren't so terrible, if he weren't so pathetic in his self-deceptions, if he weren't so eerily dangerous and close to Dillon himself. It's fitting, he thinks, to humble the other boy too, to rip off the smug superior veneer.]
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I expected someone...angrier. Prouder.
[Not that Roderick isn't angry and proud, but.]
Too much to listen.
He wasn't like you were thinking either, although he might have wanted to seem like it. He wants - wanted to save everyone. And he thought that meant bringing everyone in line. Compliant, and coordinated, and orderly. Not so wasteful.
The souls - that doesn't help anything. They're just addictive. He liked to think he was all-powerful, but he couldn't even control himself.
[Dillon might pity him, if he weren't so terrible, if he weren't so pathetic in his self-deceptions, if he weren't so eerily dangerous and close to Dillon himself. It's fitting, he thinks, to humble the other boy too, to rip off the smug superior veneer.]