Taylor set down the scrub brush, and leaned against the counter."I just don't know how to deal with everything all at once, but I just keep on complaining and it feels wrong. Can I actually feel anything? Am I just imagining my emotions? It feels real, but who am I to know? Markus probably didn't want a shifter killer army with feelings. Everything is weird now. Since when did I question my right to exist?" She rambled. She wanted her zebra right now.
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"I told you not to fight remember? It really was my fault. If I had told someone where I was going, Markus would get us back. Or you at least. Now I'm stuck in a cell and you're stuck in yourself and we can never get out. He's going to make you kill me, and you're going to be his little toy forever." She hugged a pillow trying not to cry,"And you can't go back to the woods. And you can't go try to find more Oilin, and it's not fair."
Nashton walked over to her and hugged her tightly. "Taylor, you don't complain and you definitely have emotions. They are real, they have to be. Because you are doubting yourself, proves it. Sociopaths don't do that, they try to mimic others. Frustration, anger,doubt, are all real emotions. But let's not for get you great sense of humor. That can't be faked. " He explained as he leaned back to look her in the eyes.
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Orson sighed but thought of something, "I still have my tracking device in me. I know I have one, because Sergio told me what they did to me, while I was knocked out. So there is still available help. When they notice we're gone, they will come looking. As far as hurting you, I hope he was just being mean and trying to scare you. It will shatter me to harm you in any way. I think I love you Kristen. You are very important to me." He confessed to her.