Dagger was now pissed, he was even more pissed then he was before. He hated the way she was acting, she didn't understand why he acted so ungreatful. It was because he was never treated right, never shown any fairness or respect. He was always treated like a freak or a monster. So he didn't know how to act, no one had ever taught him how to. Dagger lets out a sigh, trying to get a grasp on his anger. As Lucao shows him into the house, he looks around to get his surroundings, just incase anything happened. He sighs, now he didn't know what to do. As soon as Lucao left, he leans up agianst a wall, alone with his thoughts.<span style="font-style: italic">Maybe she would understand why I'm ungreatful, if she was in my shoes, or even seen how I lived, maybe then she would understand...living like an animal, a freak, a monster...being hunted-chased just because of my very existance...</span>he thinks. Then a memory pops into his head, a painful memory-<span style="font-style: italic">Men were looking over him, he strapped to a medical table. "Are you sure this will work? Are you sure he can handle this Doctor?" "I'm sure, he survived the other tests we set up for him," "He's going to be thrashing about when this procedure starts, so please follow me," Then the two men leave, leaving him alone on the table. Then hundreds of needles beging to be lowered and start stabbing him.</span>He then blinks and shakes his head.<span style="font-style: italic">Stupid nightmares of my past</span>he thinks.