[Isaac curls his fingers into fists, releasing them after a moment, and glancing away. He doesn't like this, doesn't like the thought of this. Scott, why can't you see things from his perspective, here?]
Look, you wanna know why people don't care about angels? Because they're angels. People think angels, and they're like- oh, pure feathery good guys. They think werewolves, and they see two guys who go crazy and murder people once a month.
[He huffs, shaking his head.]
There's a lot less bad things attached to those other people.
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[Isaac curls his fingers into fists, releasing them after a moment, and glancing away. He doesn't like this, doesn't like the thought of this. Scott, why can't you see things from his perspective, here?]
Look, you wanna know why people don't care about angels? Because they're angels. People think angels, and they're like- oh, pure feathery good guys. They think werewolves, and they see two guys who go crazy and murder people once a month.
[He huffs, shaking his head.]
There's a lot less bad things attached to those other people.