Have you finally tired of your other toys? Now you must send me as well? I dared to hope you had given up on this, but it would seem that is not the case.
I would rather you tell me why you resigned, Number Six. You torture yourself by not saying. Perhaps that is what you want with all of this. You want someone to punish you, to pull you apart at the seams.
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[A lift of his hand, two fingers forming in a circle about one eye with the others out enough to form that all too familiar sign.]
Be seeing you.