Lex sat back on the heels of his feet, draping his crossed arms over his knees. He supposed he walked into the question. "We had an ethical disagreement." This wasn't even something that he had talked about with Marcus, or Jenessa; he'd only ever talked to his mother about it, and only after he was sure that she couldn't answer back.<br/><br/>"When the song hit, when the Realians in my lab started to complain of loud noises and headaches, I voiced an opinion to put them to sleep. Like I wound up doing with Dicen," Lex explained. He absently felt at the back of his head, finding and tracing a small, smooth dip where scar tissue lined his scalp. It seemed much too small to have done so much damage. "He thought that what was happening was important. For research. I disregarded it, and I took Dicen first. I came back to the lab for more of the Realians, but when I walked through the door he just.. hit me. I couldn't even tell you with what. I didn't even wake up until they evacuated the lab, and by that point I was already done in." He sighed. That day came back to him again and again in his nightmares, but to verbalize it seemed so much worse.<br/><br/>Dicen was the first to speak up. "He said such horrible things to you that day. All day, even before the sound" he remembered, the coarse language that the elder Ascolani used on his son coming back in flashes.<br/><br/>"Yeah..," Lex agreed slowly, trying to remember the events of that day in detail. His father had indeed been quite the asshole that day, from the time that Lex got to work in the morning and all throughout the rest of the afternoon to evening. "Yeah, he did. He was always kind of a dick, but he seemed off."