“I’m not afraid of you, you can’t touch me; what I am is bigger than you and the idiot masses.”
“Oh really, I’ve been wondering about that. Tell me senator, if you have the power to turn Starks into an animal of the night why are you and your sidekick trussed up like two old bitches in my warehouse? What, you ran out of powers?”
“I’m not a fucking dog, you think I did all this so I could run around in the woods smelling my own ass?”
“Actually I have no idea what it is that you were trying to do. Why don’t you fill me in since you’ve got nothing more pressing at the moment? If you didn’t want to turn yourself into an animal exactly what is it that you were after?”
“I wanted eternal life.” His eyes moved around the room like a feral cat ready to pounce. Maybe that’s why the guys had used so many chains to bind these two. They were both bat shit crazy.
“Ahh, every megalomaniac’s wet dream, you wanted to play God.”
“I am a god.”
“Oh yeah, which one?”