[He looks away, he can't figure out how to shrug, his arms don't want to work at all but he is quiet.
He doesn't know. Why is a difficult question and one he is determined not to think about.]
The cider. Probably.
[He knows that's not true. The cider encouraged him yes, made him seek out pain in a way he hadn't before. But the urge to hurt, to repent, to make up for things by suffering, that was something that far preceded this place.]
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He doesn't know. Why is a difficult question and one he is determined not to think about.]
The cider. Probably.
[He knows that's not true. The cider encouraged him yes, made him seek out pain in a way he hadn't before. But the urge to hurt, to repent, to make up for things by suffering, that was something that far preceded this place.]