And I was his favorite. [He stops for a second, not quite sure how on Earth one can elaborate on that.] He...didn't like anyone who was younger, or brighter, or more popular. He was...creative, in some ways, but not in others. He had something he called "the proceedings of the inquisition." He'd beat your entire story out of you, till he had something he could use against you. I...hadn't done anything I was ashamed of, when I was fourteen. I sometimes think I should have lied to him just so he would stop, but if he'd ever found out it would've made it worse. And... [A slight, helpless widening of his eyes.] He had nothing. Nothing he could hold over me and make him do his bidding, not from a boy of fourteen. I suppose he...took matters into his own hands, then.
[Another pause, as if considering whether or not to elaborate. Then he lets out a breath, giving her a glance, trying to determine from her face.]
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And I was his favorite. [He stops for a second, not quite sure how on Earth one can elaborate on that.] He...didn't like anyone who was younger, or brighter, or more popular. He was...creative, in some ways, but not in others. He had something he called "the proceedings of the inquisition." He'd beat your entire story out of you, till he had something he could use against you. I...hadn't done anything I was ashamed of, when I was fourteen. I sometimes think I should have lied to him just so he would stop, but if he'd ever found out it would've made it worse. And... [A slight, helpless widening of his eyes.] He had nothing. Nothing he could hold over me and make him do his bidding, not from a boy of fourteen. I suppose he...took matters into his own hands, then.
[Another pause, as if considering whether or not to elaborate. Then he lets out a breath, giving her a glance, trying to determine from her face.]