08-05-2010, 04:51 PM
Alex allowed Amy to rest on his lap, sitting down for such an act, but he was obviously still worried. His hand petted Amy's head, feeling her soft hair and he allowed himself to enjoy the feel of it during this peaceful moment. "There's something here," he admitted. "Something that wants to kill me, that is like me, but different. I don't know who, or what it is, but...I want you all to know I love you. All of you," he said. "And that I'm sorry..."
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.