I am to be broken. I am to be derided all my life. I am to be cast up and down among these men and women, with their twitching faces, with their lying tongues, like a cork on a rough sea. Like a ribbon of weed I am flung far every time the door opens.
Use me. You've done so much for us-" Marissa said. "Not. . . . . for you. " V said. "He's alive because of you. So that's everything. " V shook his head and turned away from the wrist. "Can't. " "I need you. I'm sick from what I do. I need you. " Butch whispered. Vishous fixated on Butch. "Only for. . . you. . . not me. " "For both of us" "All of us," Marissa interjtected. V took a deep breth and bit into the wrist.