[He sighs heavily. He's literally in the middle of doing something for his job when he sees he's gotten texts and is now being called. A quick glance and he answers.]
Jon, I am an incredibly busy man so we'll cut to the chase. Not only have you dragged Statements out of multiple teenagers but you have also shown highly inappropriate behavior by watching a woman in a cafe. Not to mention your numerous other activities of questionable to poor morals.
At least if you are going to waste our time with your crusade to be the better person please make sure you actually have something firm to stand on besides your abundance of pathetic regret.
[It's incredibly unfair for Elias to have a conversation with him where he fills in the blanks of what Jon is going to say.
Jon slowly lowers his phone and thinks about a frightened ghost boy and a very confused Tim Drake. And Vanessa Ives. And Jess Tyrell. And far too many others. He's trying to be better, though. He has been better, hasn't he? He hasn't fed on anyone without their consent for months.
Not even when they were offering. Gerry, Peter. He's turned them down. Made himself turn them down. Helen's taunting is there in the back of his mind, though. It always is.
'You've sworn of other people's trauma for now because you're caught. Because continuing would endanger you. But other than that, when has your discomfort ever actually stopped you walking the path of the Beholding?'
It's not just about that anymore, though. He's stopped because he wants to be human for Martin. For Peter. For Tim and Gerry and so many other people. He wants to be more human. It's just... so hard sometimes.
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Jon, I am an incredibly busy man so we'll cut to the chase. Not only have you dragged Statements out of multiple teenagers but you have also shown highly inappropriate behavior by watching a woman in a cafe. Not to mention your numerous other activities of questionable to poor morals.
At least if you are going to waste our time with your crusade to be the better person please make sure you actually have something firm to stand on besides your abundance of pathetic regret.
Good day, Jon. I have work to do.
[CLICK.]
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Jon slowly lowers his phone and thinks about a frightened ghost boy and a very confused Tim Drake. And Vanessa Ives. And Jess Tyrell. And far too many others. He's trying to be better, though. He has been better, hasn't he? He hasn't fed on anyone without their consent for months.
Not even when they were offering. Gerry, Peter. He's turned them down. Made himself turn them down. Helen's taunting is there in the back of his mind, though. It always is.
'You've sworn of other people's trauma for now because you're caught. Because continuing would endanger you. But other than that, when has your discomfort ever actually stopped you walking the path of the Beholding?'
It's not just about that anymore, though. He's stopped because he wants to be human for Martin. For Peter. For Tim and Gerry and so many other people. He wants to be more human. It's just... so hard sometimes.
God, he hates Elias.]