Victor stared blankly at the ceiling of the gym, he was lost in thought about when he was a child. He didn't know why he was thinking about it, it just popped into his head. A look of sadness took over his face, then suddenly he changed personalities and spoke allowed, "Please Victor, we must get over the past. Letting it haunt us will not help." Victor changed back, "Yeah I know," He sighed before changing again, "Listen to our words Victor, it was not our fault, we acted according to instinct." Changing back to normal once more, Victor ran a hand across his face, "Yeah, I guess you're right."