don't feed me scraps from your bed

[Pilot Haddon]

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He stared directly at Gabriel, trying to decide why he was so intent on making Pilot miserable. Pilot knew what he had said to Gabriel wasn’t true, but it hurt even more to hear the Inferni leader say it out loud. Pilot wanted it to be true – oh, so much. Maybe that way he would feel less like a toy and more like a companion. "Why are you here?" He asked Gabriel, feeling that familiar twinge of anger, accompanied by the threat of tears. "Get out!" He screamed, startled by the sound of his own voice.

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