[ She's just teasing him, teasing with the path to potential pleasure, teasing with the idea of more pain, or at least more ignoring. Tony can't even handle being ignored. He looked for praise, for acceptance and affection all his early life, and when life taught him those things weren't coming, he substituted them for awe, attention, and - well, the affection part more or less simply evolved into something a little more adult.
And that was how it was. That was what he was doing at that age, between fifteen and sixteen, he was switching over. Realizing he'd never get what he wanted from whom he wanted it from the most, he switched, getting it from anyone and anywhere and claiming it was the same. Nay, even better! He didn't need anyone!
He's so mired down in emotions and thoughts and memories that he doesn't really think about what he's saying. ] First time they ever kidnapped me without the intention of getting at my father. [ He grins, a little bit, but it's there. ] They wanted me.
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And that was how it was. That was what he was doing at that age, between fifteen and sixteen, he was switching over. Realizing he'd never get what he wanted from whom he wanted it from the most, he switched, getting it from anyone and anywhere and claiming it was the same. Nay, even better! He didn't need anyone!
He's so mired down in emotions and thoughts and memories that he doesn't really think about what he's saying. ] First time they ever kidnapped me without the intention of getting at my father. [ He grins, a little bit, but it's there. ] They wanted me.