Nothing Left to Say

I thought back to that day. "You... didn't look like someone who would purposely destroy humanity. You were too nice to me, you still are."
Drustanus: "You know why," I snapped. "Don't tell me you forgot all those times you tortured me on the rack, during my first 50 years in Heck."

I held up 3 fingers, "How many fingers am I holding up?"

Tony: I blinked a bit. "Four?"

"Now how many?" I held up 2.

"Th...Three?"

((I'll be back in a half hour.))

"One more time." I held up 4 fingers.

"You can't hold that against me, that happened to me too and I don't hold a grudge against whoever did it to me."

Tony: "Uh, five?"
Drustanus: "Oh, look, I do anyways."

"Yup we're going to the hospital."

Tony: "The hospital? Why?"

"Because I want to get your head checked."

I nodded and slowly stood up.

"You're such a pain."

I led him to the truck.

Drustanus: "Likewise." I looked around at the people around. Humans... so... weak. Utah was quaint and quiet and it made me sick with boredom.
Tony: "What about Tristan and Madison and their kids?"

"They'll be fine."

I nodded. "What about Moriarty?"

"He'll be fine too. We'll be back soon."

I nodded. "Here are the keys," I pulled them out of my pocket and handed them to her.

"Hardly. I find myself to be quite enjoyable."

Drustanus: "Whatever. Who are you possessing?"

I started the truck and drove to the nearest hospital.

"A descendant of my brother, considering I have no descendants of my own. And you?"

Tony: I leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes. Maybe I could sleep...
Drustanus: "Someone freshly empty. He died of an unexpected asthma attack."

"No sleeping."