Hunger. [He repeats the word with distaste. Disgust even.] Please, do not compare me to the likes of you and all the rest. There is no need for me to dine on the human flesh and devour corpses. As I have already stated, I was incredibly lucky and received a monster that does not need to feed. I eat like a normal human. Three square meals every day that I make myself. Cows and sheep... and whatever else is at the market. I live contently. I do not bear the weight of one of the larger more vile sins that you all do.
While i am aware that some Goblins eat people, I recently brought Lucius Malfoy a human to eat. I have it on very good authority that I do not need to bother myself with such vile behavior.
[He speaks with an air of smugness, deeming himself better than nearly everyone here. And that's because he believes it. Unbeknownst to him, he is actually and irrefutably starving, nearly to death. He can feel it too. The never ending ache deep in his core. He believes it to be something else entirely, something to do with the changes. And despite how crippling it can be or how it swings his mood into something foul, he believes without a shadow of a doubt that he is just fine.]
No, hunger has nothing to do with this. I need to look human. Otherwise everything they ever said will be true.[He can hear the whispers crystal clear. And he always could. Monster. We've raised a monster. He won't let it be true. He can't help that killing is in his nature but he will not look the part and allow everything they ever hissed behind nearly closed doors be true.] Now, if that makes sense let's move past this and talk details.
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While i am aware that some Goblins eat people, I recently brought Lucius Malfoy a human to eat. I have it on very good authority that I do not need to bother myself with such vile behavior.
[He speaks with an air of smugness, deeming himself better than nearly everyone here. And that's because he believes it. Unbeknownst to him, he is actually and irrefutably starving, nearly to death. He can feel it too. The never ending ache deep in his core. He believes it to be something else entirely, something to do with the changes. And despite how crippling it can be or how it swings his mood into something foul, he believes without a shadow of a doubt that he is just fine.]
No, hunger has nothing to do with this. I need to look human. Otherwise everything they ever said will be true.[He can hear the whispers crystal clear. And he always could. Monster. We've raised a monster. He won't let it be true. He can't help that killing is in his nature but he will not look the part and allow everything they ever hissed behind nearly closed doors be true.] Now, if that makes sense let's move past this and talk details.