[Guy mumbles into his knees, turning his face away.]
I don't want to do that.
[He tightens; his arms, his legs, pulling into himself to make him smaller. He almost feels like he should be smelling soot and staring at a chimney grate.]
I'm not that kind of person. I don't want to hurt anyone. [Not anymore.]
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I don't want to do that.
[He tightens; his arms, his legs, pulling into himself to make him smaller. He almost feels like he should be smelling soot and staring at a chimney grate.]
I'm not that kind of person. I don't want to hurt anyone. [Not anymore.]