“Wow, I mean, wow. I believe this might be the most perfect box I have ever laid my eyes on, it’s inspiring.” Darren said as he marveled at Mark’s invisibility box, which he had taken during his rousing speech. “I mean, the edges and the vertexes and the faces, everything is a pristine and perfect calculation of measurements.” Darren’s eyes glowed with the wonder of a child in a candy store. “It almost makes you feel...love and wanted...amazing. I’m going to name it Bob, we’re going to be best friends. Bob the box.” It wasn’t the inability to not take items that fueled his kleptomania, it was the appreciation for “perfect” things or items that seemed to hold worth. It is probably a combination of this and his not hearing the part of Mark’s speech about cutting off hands if someone stole the box that led to Darren taking it and having been far removed from company led him to accidentally speak out loud instead of in his head.