Hadley flinched at the laughter. He must have done something wrong. His ears flattened to his head as he tried to make himself smaller, afraid of how Tony would react. He was so fierce, confident in everything he did. Hadley wondered if there was any way for him to return to his room without causing too much trouble. Leaving there had definitely been a mistake. The male before him apologized gently, and Hadley cautiously nodded his head. He wasn't too sure what the apology was over, since he didn't view himself as anyone deserving apologies, but it was best to just agree than to ask why and end up with another scar on his body.
Hadley looked at Tony, confused as he was asked if he was wired wrong. Can work. F-follow orders quickly. The hybrid could do what was needed in order for him to not be killed due to being considered useless. He would do whatever the male asked of him to prove that he wasn't useless, someone to get rid of. The question of why he was out there had Hadley ducking his head, unsure of what to say. After all, he hadn't been asked to do anything. Clear rotten wood. His voice was apologetic, asking for forgiveness for doing something without being asked.
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