[SRuiz]

I"Gee. Compete with whose balls is the hairiest. Add my expected life rate of 83, possibly 100 years and I'm certain those who've lived to see and endure both War Worlds, heck lets throw in the dawn of man while I'm at it, and I'm certain I'm underqualified for the task." He did not need to have some Shifter tell him how to act. He was being himself and by his standards, he had already done more than enough to be seen a "man" to most. "It's always your kind, those that cling to this word masculinity, that I find deplorable in the definition of what defines a man from a boy. Every time I hear it, I swear it's something different, so why don't I be myself and you do you and we leave it at that."

Now he had done it. He caused Benny to go on a massive spree of explanations of what this cellar meant, but Scott was having none of it. In fact, the conversation went in one ear and out the other.

"Learn to lighten up if we're going to, you know, give advice to each other. Every time we have these conversations, you're the one that's getting more pissed than I should be right now."

Scott wrapped the robe around his body tightly when he was taken to the kitchen. The idea of being there again made him sick to his stomach. Even passing by most of the faces who assaulted him brutally the night before had him slowly boiling with rage. He sighed and looked down at the door.

"Whatever...long as I don't have to look at your ugly mugs for a few, anything at this moment is divine bliss."

He headed down the stairs into the hidden cellar.