"They will probably get dissected..." He replied, suddenly pulling out his paddle with more fuss than was necessary. "Tissue samples and stuff... I d-don't suppose I need this many, I know they are just monsters and things though..."
Whatever else he might have grown up to be during his last year or so on the island, there was no changing his fragile heart. Thoughts of pain and death still weighed heavily on him. He had even cried after euthanizing minipets, and they were nothing more than little knots of the FEAR the island was dedicated to fighting against. He knew he needed to grow a thicker skin, but it was easier said than done.
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