[He is eighteen, but years of living on limited supplies and a recent growth spurt have made him scrawny, all skin and bone and lean muscle. That and he's been isolated from anyone older than himself since he was only ten years old, so Simon, while perfectly proficient in building booby traps and scaling walls, struggles with simple things. Like understanding why people act the way they do.
And feeling empathy for them. He may say he cares for Grace and that they are a team, but really, it's all about him. She is his lifeline, because without her, he is incomplete, utterly miserable and lacking any and all sense of direction.
Like right now.]
I'm blending in.
[Simon is determined to find out how this stupid redemption game works. So he can bend the rules and cheat his way out.]
How can you just be okay with this?
[Everyone else that he's met so far has been handling things so much more ease than Simon himself. He chocks it up to foolishness, theirs not his, which is how it's always been.]
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And feeling empathy for them. He may say he cares for Grace and that they are a team, but really, it's all about him. She is his lifeline, because without her, he is incomplete, utterly miserable and lacking any and all sense of direction.
Like right now.]
I'm blending in.
[Simon is determined to find out how this stupid redemption game works. So he can bend the rules and cheat his way out.]
How can you just be okay with this?
[Everyone else that he's met so far has been handling things so much more ease than Simon himself. He chocks it up to foolishness, theirs not his, which is how it's always been.]