"What is it?" I asked.
"Break it," he said without hesitation, pointing at the side window glass of the car.
"...Is that your car?"
"No. Break it."
"It's not yours, why should I break -"
"Stop your blabbering," he glared. "Break it."
"..."
I wonder what does a robot behind bars look like?
Well, no matter what he says -
"...Understood," I've got no choice but to oblige.
"Hurry up," he hissed, taking a step back while plugging his ears with his fingers. "It's getting hot here outside."
"..."
The moment I looked at him, he was already steps away...
"Don't overdo it," he added. "That's the only car that I found nearby."
"...Understood," I answered.
Though he is asking me something that is violating the law, he's being rather considerate...
I gave the glass window a little flick and it shattered into pieces. As soon as the glass broke, the car let out an alarm.
"What now, Mr. Aaron?" I asked, staring at the broken car window.
I didn't hear a reply from him so I thought the car alarm overshadowed what I said.
I turned my head to where he was and I saw him in silent awe staring at the shattered glass on the ground.
I removed his fingers from his ears and asked again, "What do we do now, Mr. Aaron?"
"Huh?!" he yelled, leaning his ears closer to me. "What?!"
"I said, what do we do -"
"I can't fucking hear you because of this damn alarm!"
"I said," I started yelling too, "What do we do now, Mr. Aaron?!"
The alarm went off the moment I shouted.
"My ears!" he exclaimed, backing off while placing his fingers into his ear again. "Are you making me deaf?!"
"No, Mr. Aaron! The alarm was loud so I thought I -"
"Stop shouting, you shit!"
"Understood -"
"I said don't fucking shout!"
Ahh... I got a bit carried away...
"Understood," I answered with a low tone.
"God, my head hurts...." he sighed while trying to unlock the car, reaching inside in a desperate manner.
"Who's that?"
Who's 'God' is what I meant by that.
"What now?" he glared, pausing what he was doing for a moment.
"Who's that?"
"Who's who?"
"God."
"How the hell do I know...." he muttered, returning his eyes inside the car.
"Can I ask another question?"
"As long as it's not a dumb one."
"Why didn't they evacuate the people much earlier, the war started a year ago right?"
That question was really for General Roger, I just can't quite have a chance to ask him that because of the current situation – Him being restless about the evacuation plans. Given his rank, there's no doubt him giving that situation considerable attention. Mr. Aaron, being General Roger's brother, I thought he would know.
