[ John looks blank. What Golden Age? He could imagine people in the future calling his time such a thing. The time before Judgement Day. That's nothing Derek had ever said, though, and it doesn't really read right.
This is something else. And that answer's perturbing. He moves forward, closer, setting his tools aside. ]
What do you mean? [ Softly, his curiosity genuine. ] Like, you used to be human?
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This is something else. And that answer's perturbing. He moves forward, closer, setting his tools aside. ]
What do you mean? [ Softly, his curiosity genuine. ] Like, you used to be human?