Adam Monroe

I figured he seemed an honest judge of character.

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I didn't even give him a cheeseburger to bribe the answer.

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He told me that before I gave him the Cheezburger. I gave him the Cheezburger for all of his help.

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That was very sweet of you.

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I can be a very sweet guy.

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I had noticed that, yes.

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Well lucky for me then, lucky for the LOLcat too. They get cheezburgers.

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Lucky LOLcat. I'm sure you made him very happy.

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Apparently I - 'maybe be LOLcat new BFF for life nao'

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Ought I be jealous?

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I doubt it you were the one scratching behind his ears.

He says I'm doing friendship right, so I don't think he's trying to move on from platonic friends at all, besides I'm not on the market.

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He's a cat! That's what one does to a cat, if I remember properly!

I suppose you do at that. And not on the market is good.

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As if I wasn't already worried about the state of your sanity.

Apalled is the word you're looking for.

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My sanity is pretty much where you left it.

I think you're right.

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That would be how it was when you found us. I'm sorry, did you expect touchie feelie therapy for your issues? I won't do that for my sons, why would I for you?

Do not take that to only the touchie feelie part, Adam.

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I never claimed it wasn't, Angela. Just letting you know nothing has changed since you all tossed me in the basement and tried to pretend I didn't exist.

But that's far more entertaining than discussing my mental state.

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We could have found a way to kill you. There was a time when rehabilitation was a consideration. But then look about the people we're discussing. Whom of them would you trust with your mental state? Besides, seclusion might have worked. It just wasn't enough time. Nor did Bob handle it all that well. What with his daughter traipsing in and out and apparently taking my son into custody and never informing me.

They do go hand in hand, as I recall.

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Seclusion rarely does much in the way of rehabilitation, Angela. It just gives one time to brood and to plan. Never a wise choice. Besides--how much do you really want me rehabilitated?

Everything is interconnected in some way, yes.

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I don't wish you out and about, free and trying to destroy most of the world. Does that count, Adam Dear?

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Because it doesn't benefit Nathan?

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I suspect being locked away made you feel that you're an island, Adam. A man unto himself. While you're indestructable, you aren't above reproach, nor are you God. Forgetting that your actions impact others, powerful others, is a mistake.

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I've always known I was a man unto myself, Angela. History proves it again and again.

You didn't answer the question. You were willing to destroy one son to advance the other. Don't tell me you truly give a damn what I do with the rest of the world--or that you would if I made sure you and yours survived and thrived on the other side.

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To be indebted to you? Know that my existance was at your whim. Oh yes, every woman's dream, Adam. I wish many things from life. Being the plaything of a megolomaniacal self made god was not in those plans. It never was. I have played my part, existed in my role and I have been nothing if not loyal. You have crossed the line of what we wanted and what you have twisted it into. You brought together power hungry people with wonderful abilities to work towards a better world... that is not a world where you point your finger and the rest either bow or perish.

Yes, I care what you do with the rest of the world. There is no world if it's just a planet with your minions milling about on it. You think because you've lived this long, the world and all upon it owe you to bow to your vision.

There may well be a reason that man is meant to be mortal. And you are that reason.

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