Darius sat up sharply and stared at him, maybe he still had a flair for the dramatic even as his world plummeted in a spiral. "It's not like that at all. I.. just did it because Calliope said that's what they wanted. I wanted to make my models happy."

He frowned and dropped his head back on the table. "I never had done it before. I only wanted to before with someone but not my models. They are supposed to be pristine from me. To keep them as something to be wa Ted and beyond me on a pedestal. It breeds artistic creativity. Now..." he covered his head and started to cry.

"It's ruined."