And he had been, as a kid, first learning that monsters were real, and later, when demons and finally angels had come into play. Mostly, nothing surprised him anymore, but that hadn't always been the case.
"Your father drugged you?" He thought, not for the first time, that maybe he'd been a little too hard on John. "Oh, God. I'm sorry."
Folding his hands on the table, he said, "Finding out that I was the exact thing I'd been taught to hate? That I... had this thing inside of me that I had no idea how to control, let alone explain? It... it took a long time to even know who I was, anymore. And even longer to accept it." His lips twisted in a smile to match her own. "Definitely longer than six months."
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And he had been, as a kid, first learning that monsters were real, and later, when demons and finally angels had come into play. Mostly, nothing surprised him anymore, but that hadn't always been the case.
"Your father drugged you?" He thought, not for the first time, that maybe he'd been a little too hard on John. "Oh, God. I'm sorry."
Folding his hands on the table, he said, "Finding out that I was the exact thing I'd been taught to hate? That I... had this thing inside of me that I had no idea how to control, let alone explain? It... it took a long time to even know who I was, anymore. And even longer to accept it." His lips twisted in a smile to match her own. "Definitely longer than six months."