Oh, fuck this. Haine growled, hoisting X up from the ground and scanning--okay, Tetsu, that was too fucking convenient. And really fucking scary.
"No one can give you answers--'cause you weren't born this way, I'm pretty sure. I'm fucking certain you were made this way." And with that, he deposited one (1) psychopath into Mechazilla's hands, climbing up the arm to sit as the claws cupped the tiny child in them. This wouldn't work while he was like that. Stupid fucking beefcake. Did no one here understand self-fucking-control.