She claims it's because she missed you. My guess is she still needed you as a weapon. She might have implanted something in your brain, or maybe altered your genetic code slightly. I can't be sure yet.
-to Jensen- Really? I'm used to a society with doors. Doors, doors, doors. I sure do love talking about doors!
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistWhich is why you bring it up immediately after coming here and continue bringing it up in every conversation since. Fucking doors, man!
...Sorry. Just a touchy subject, and I'm taking it out on you. Do you have a job? One that you like, I mean.
edited 28th Jul '12 8:06:13 AM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistI tried to have your body destroyed while she was still working on it. Succeeded, too, but she just built another one, the guy with her sedated me, and I got rescued in a shitty anticlimax.
-Blinks- ...Why did I say that?
-to Jensen- And you like this job? ...To each their own, I guess.
edited 28th Jul '12 8:08:28 AM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist

-nods to Cloud's remark, somewhat agreeing with him-
"You'd never do something as irrational as dying."