[ Some part of him is a little amazed at how much Jack can actually talk, but most of him is still reeling at the fact that he put a price on human life. Less energy, the better — what a logical, yet terrifying thing to quantify, to the point it settles a chill on his spine. He doesn't want to think about it, yet it doesn't seem to want to leave his train of thought.
Luckily, having someone around that talks helps. ] —Then why'd you build it? [ His voice, for the most part, stays even, except for whatever his voice decided to do in the first place. ] Or, well — what do you want it to do?
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Luckily, having someone around that talks helps. ] —Then why'd you build it? [ His voice, for the most part, stays even, except for whatever his voice decided to do in the first place. ] Or, well — what do you want it to do?