For a second, David wanted nothing more than that hug. He would wish that time would literly freeze. It was the first human contact he had in 4 years. Even from before the prison. [i]I am scared...Why am I scared? I should be the leader of this group...I wanted to be the leader of this group. Leaders aren't afraid![/i] "No..." he simply whispered, and then vanished in between Ace's arms. Only to appear a few feet away from her, standing straight up. "No! I am not scared and I do not need pity! I- It's wasted on me!" he shouted. Though the words were not entirely sincere. For a few seconds silence dominated the room.

With a much calmer voice he said: "Listen...Ace. I'm sorry. But I know what I am. It may not keep me happy constantly. But it gives me happiness every now and then. And I can live with that." Though Ace couldn't know it, but David refered to the high he got when he killed a person.