There's a lot going on, here. The hesitations are more than that, they're distinct pauses that aren't quite natural to conversation. In favor of not killing the whole discussion, though, Five keeps his observations to himself.
There's a little bit of a bristle at the word handlers, if only because it brings to mind a particularly vile woman he hopes to never see again a day in his life. "You're more than a soldier... you're an assassin." That might explain some things. Like does seek out like, after all.
He downs the rest of his coffee and sets the mug aside. "I know what it's like being someone else's weapon."
like minds, baby~
There's a little bit of a bristle at the word handlers, if only because it brings to mind a particularly vile woman he hopes to never see again a day in his life. "You're more than a soldier... you're an assassin." That might explain some things. Like does seek out like, after all.
He downs the rest of his coffee and sets the mug aside. "I know what it's like being someone else's weapon."