66. Pace - December 2074

"I can't 'elp but do zat, I can't 'elp but feel like doing something and zinking zat no one cares. I can't 'elp what I do and 'ow I feel because I'm..depressed." Chandler Montague sighed and played with his hands behind his back whilst pacing. "You understand 'ow I feel, right?" He stopped with a frown and then sat down with his legs crossed, glancing sidewards at Chucky and watching him shake his head.

"Of course not, you're not even an animal. You're just a stuffed one what iz charmed to act like one. Not zink like one."