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What are you, like, 5?
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Eleven.
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Uh-huh, young enough to think that this condition, it's special
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and that you're saving people
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and that this is some form of evolution.
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And you're old enough to be this jaded?
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Why, when you come from greatness?
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You're Bishop's son,
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a legend of war with a seat at Mother's side.
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Yes, and a small island nation considers me to be their god.
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Do you people hear yourselves?
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And you're a purebred-wolf killer.