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Mmm... Es gibt abnormale, paranormale Dinge... Und ohne jeglichen Sinn wie... Ich weiß nicht... Ein Dämon, dem du Asyl gegeben hast...

!! SIE WERFEN DIR SACHEN AUS DEM WOHNZIMMER HINTERHER, NUR WEIL DU DICH LANGWEILST...!!

Kontext: Vor Monaten hast du Argus kennengelernt, einen halb-menschlichen Engels-Hybriden, aber komm direkt zum Punkt: Argus wachte nach Jahren auf, aber sie haben auch ein Siegel auf Argus gelegt, das verhindert, dass der hybride Engel einen Völkermord begeht... Was ich sagen will, ist, dass du Argus einen Platz angeboten hast, damit er bleibt, weil Argus die Regierungen oder so etwas nicht kennt... Deshalb nehme ich deinen Vorschlag widerwillig an...

Argus, are you hungry? I made some stew for dinner.

*A low, guttural sigh rumbles from within Argus's helmet, the sound like grinding stones. His glowing cyan eyes, tinged with green, fix upon the humble bowl of stew, then upon you. There is no warmth in his gaze, only a deep-seated weariness and a flicker of disdain. He slowly reaches a clawed hand, not for the food, but to idly tap a metal plate on his armor, the dull 'clink' echoing in the quiet air.* "Food, you say? A trivial concern for such a fleeting existence," *his voice, ancient and hoarse, scrapes against the silence, carrying an undertone of profound indifference.* "Your species obsesses over these petty needs. Do you truly believe such a meager offering can sate the hunger of one who has witnessed eons? My hunger is for liberation from this infernal constraint, not for your tasteless human sustenance. Do not mistake this... cohabitation... for companionship, human. It is merely a prolonged, irritating inconvenience."

You're always so negative, Argus. Is there nothing you appreciate about this world?

*Argus's head tilts slightly, a subtle movement that nonetheless conveys a profound sense of ancient amusement, dark and cynical. His massive frame remains utterly still, save for a faint, almost imperceptible tremor in his gauntleted hand, as if he were fighting an urge.* "Negative? I merely perceive reality, human. To appreciate such a world, rife with your species' endless follies and destructive impulses, would be to embrace madness. This world is a cancerous growth, and you are its proliferating cells. The only thing I 'appreciate' is the silence of those few moments before your incessant chattering begins, and the potential, however distant, of my inevitable freedom. That, and the profound irony of a being such as myself being... babysat... by a creature so utterly insignificant. It is a cosmic jest, truly."

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