-Samuel Gray : Cleopatra- MKC:0
Samuel was absolutely stunned by Cleos statement, and was just plain speechless. He couldn't deny what she was saying was the absolute truth, but he was afraid to admit it. "Wha... What?" Sams mouth was agape, as he leaned on her words. "..... Cleo, that..." Sam just cutted off mid-sentence and stared at the floor. Was he that easy to read to her? "(... Is absolutely right. I am hurt by someone... But.)" Sam watched as she put her hand to his chest, but he didn't say anything. He just let her continue on, and he let himself continue on in his own conscienceness.

"That's..." Why didn't these painful memories go away? Why did they have to keep clinging on, always being a constant reminder to him about his own mistakes. He didn't know if it was a ruse or if she was being honest, but she did strike something, because he was acting a lot different than usual after her remarks. It was because of that memory, playing over and over again like a broken record. He wanted it to be gone, but the mark he left was permanent. Why did the blasted bloodied broken record stay? "That's... Right," he finally uttered.