He was standing in the darkness. Before speaking with a deep, somewhat gravelly voice. He sounded like a businessman or a politician. "He's so little, so fragile. His head can easily be broken by my foot. No, I would never... I will never, my pride and joy. Am I your pride and joy, Johnathan? Am I? Because you're mine. So little, so fragile. You can break so easily compared to me. I wouldn't let that happen. Nobody can do that to you, my pride and joy."