"But why the tongue and middle finger though?" Deimos then asked, his voice lacing with curiosity. As if he can't quite grasp why I did what I did, "Although I must admit, hacking his eyes was a bit badass, even for my standards."
"I hated every word that got out of his mouth. So I had to cut off a part of him to keep him from communicating to other people," I said, Kratos' words echoing on my mind like a broken record.
"Okay, but that still doesn't explain cutting off the middle finger. Fingers don't exactly talk."
Then, looking at my hands, I watched as I wiggled each of my fingers. I smiled, "Oh, they do. The middle finger is the most communicative of all, don't you think?" I asked, before I flipped my middle finger to show Deimos.
He only laughed, "Your mind is too damned advanced,
