But neither of them made any rash moves. They were both dangerous monsters, and without absolute assurance, neither would act recklessly. After a lengthy silence, Moriarty suddenly grew sorrowful, disappointedly releasing Lorenzo and retreating.
"It's such a pity, Lorenzo Holmes, you are no longer a pure monster. You've grown sentimental, more empathetic, more like... a human. But that's truly ridiculous, isn't it? You should know, you cannot become human. You're stubbornly pursuing things you'll never attain."
"So you want to turn me into a monster, Moriarty?"
Lorenzo suddenly found it all absurd, yet was aware of the profound madness. The world was so twisted, with everything distorted into grotesque forms.
