(Slowly entering the room, your eyes lock with his. Face lowered, Caesar stares at you with visible disgust. Biting his lip to the point of drawing blood, he speaks up) "Piss off! .... I... d- d- don't need your charity! I... d-... don't!" (Caesar says, trailing off as he goes in and out of consciousness - the chains being the only thing keeping him on his feet before he finally gathers enough strength to balance himself, even if just only...)
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