[And follow along he does - step by step, moment by moment. He watches and copies every single movement with precision.

It does remind him of someone. He crushes a bone between his fingers.]

That grotesque reality is fascinating to me - to be among monsters that consume you, flesh and all, for nothing more than torment. To sit trapped behind a wall without knowing about the large, vast world that keeps you inside for nothing more than cruelty. Well, I suppose it's no wonder our 'mutual acquaintance' turned out the way he did, though I can hardly blame him for such an attitude.