[ he would know. Even without context, he can understand the gist of what Belph means; bits and pieces of his memories continue to return in a trickle as he talks about them, his head stinging. Those with money are never satisfied. They'd let a little girl die without her medication rather than part with a tiny fraction of their wealth.
His face wrinkles in distaste; he feels the old anger bubbling up inside of him, and it feels strangely cathartic. It's been so long... since he was angry about this. ]
Life is unfair that way. [ even so... ] But you have a chance to live a different life now.
[ a pause. ]
Everyone keeps telling me that, anyway... It shouldn't be any different for you.
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[ he would know. Even without context, he can understand the gist of what Belph means; bits and pieces of his memories continue to return in a trickle as he talks about them, his head stinging. Those with money are never satisfied. They'd let a little girl die without her medication rather than part with a tiny fraction of their wealth.
His face wrinkles in distaste; he feels the old anger bubbling up inside of him, and it feels strangely cathartic. It's been so long... since he was angry about this. ]
Life is unfair that way. [ even so... ] But you have a chance to live a different life now.
[ a pause. ]
Everyone keeps telling me that, anyway... It shouldn't be any different for you.