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[ the heart meter drops - ♥. the bartender seems irritated by that response, pushing some of his hair away from his face.
"I'm a cyborg," he replies testily, "I was experimented on and created to be a killing machine."
you swallow down. a pang of sorrow goes out to this man who has clearly suffered greatly.
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1) "I'm sorry you went through that."
2) "Do you still feel like killing?"
3) "What's a cyborg?" ]