"#Scipio, are you sure about this? Mentoring the boy?"

The symbiote questioned its host as Abaddon swung through the city, stopping to cling to the side of a building. 

"#Call it symbiotic instinct, but I usually have bad feelings about having things like protégés around. Maybe if we were like the 'virtuous' heroes, the risk of betrayal would be lessened. But we aren't. We walk a fine line between hero and villain, killing for pleasure and to terrorize but also to help society. How much of threat would a child who kills for no reason than mere entertainment be to us?"

Abaddon scaled the wall, jumping over the rooftop ledge to rest on the top of the building. The symbiote raised some very good concerns, ones that he thought about while deciding whether or not to mentor Lass or not.

"Call this human instinct.... ugh, no. Call it conscience, but I feel that maybe some of our special teachings would do the kid some good. He needs at least a sense of direction, and I intend to give it to him. When and if be turns on us... we'll know what to do."

"#Very well..."

Abaddon crawled inside the building, which was actually the building where his apartment was located in. He made his way to the door, already in his normal human form to not scare anyone. Using his key card, Scipio opened the door to his room, which was large and rather nice apartment. He then shut the door, with it automatically locking.

"I need a shower... and a nap... so much has happened, it's already 3 o'clock..."

He headed off to do just those things. ..