Romeo shook his head; all he could see in his head was endless scenes of war ripped from a thousand combat movies. Children starving. Men screaming.
"Why?" he asked. "I wish I could change the subject but it's all I'll be able to think on, and I promise I'll talk about something else in a moment, so ... why did you do any of it?"
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"Why?" he asked. "I wish I could change the subject but it's all I'll be able to think on, and I promise I'll talk about something else in a moment, so ... why did you do any of it?"