<span style="font-weight: bold">"His name is Ren, and right now he's the best chance we have of getting out of here." She narrows her eyes at Chase when he starts talking. She hadn't liked him since her first incident with the killing room. "I'd rather be useless and dead then be kill happy slag like you Chase," she snarls at him.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Hmm, Ren huh?</span>Chase thought.<span style="font-style: italic">It's simple enough. I may as well remember it.</span>... Rather be useless and dead? Now that was foolish<span style="font-style: italic">and</span>selfish.... Kill happy? Why yes, as long as he wouldn't get in trouble for killing them it made him very happy.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Stella can feel her heartbeat pick up when he suggests that it could have been good for her. "I don't know what's going on in the messed up head of yours but retaining my humanity and not becoming a blood thirsty monster is definitely good for me!" As she had spoken her voice had gone up slightly in pitch. </span><br/><br/>Ren seemed to be just about done with his phone call, so Chase waited patiently until he finished before responding. "There's no humanity to be retained if you'd starved to death," he said, an almost innocent informative look on his face. "And how would you become a blood-thirsty monster by fighting robots?" He cocked his head slightly to the side. "They don't even bleed." He seemed almost more confused than argumentative.<br/><br/>"Besides," he said, "I heard someone say once that killing--as long as you know you're doing something wrong, and you don't like doing it--won't turn you into a bad person." He added in his head that he, of course, completely disregarded this advice and was perfectly fine with killing. He just thought that was the kind of thing bleeding hearts like Stella liked to hear.