"Daughter, look here!" I say to Azazel, who won't stop hugging and paying attention to that Pandora toy I made for her, even though I call her, Azazel doesn't pay attention.
"Daughter, you need to pay attention to learn from mommy" It's strange to be trying to get a child's attention in a hallway and the child just ignores me because of the damn toy.
And when I try to take the toy from her, she starts crying really loud, which irritates me, again causing me a strange sensation that I don't know, I've always liked when my victims screamed and cried in despair.
So why does my daughter's crying bother me and is annoying? I can't understand this series of strangeness that I feel because of my daughter, but it's unpleasant.
"Come here" I lift her up as she hugs the toy lovingly, I start taking her to one of my clones who studies a lot about other beings, maybe she can tell me what is so strange in everything I feel and this child does.
