father’s care, he would slowly remember the ten year old boy who used to cook beside his mother in the kitchen. Who smiled and meant it. He would let the human side of him finally come free, now that he knew that part of him wouldn’t get him killed. His time with The Academy would be wonderful. He’d find himself again. He’d interact with humans once more. Maybe even make some friends. And he’d track down the beautiful dark-haired woman and satisfy himself until the tension building inside of him fled.