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Derek nods, quietly eating more of his ice cream for the moment. He felt his hatred of this place growing even more. This hadn't been the creature's fault. Rogue was injured and would be punished for that in spite of her lack of guilt in any area. None of this was fair. And honestly, he wanted to destroy some bots... as many as possible.
"I gotcha. I won't say a word..." He pauses. "As long as your friend seems to be back in control?"