George fixed him with a scathing look, while Michael desperately tried to pry his hand off the machine. "They are not yours. This is precisely what I've been trying to explain to you, if you would simply pay attention. Your Attributes are not set in stone, they are the currency of your future - they exist to be bought, sold and prudently invested so that you can become better than what you are now. Which frankly isn't that difficult, since what I'm looking at right now is an impatient, ungrateful child," he added scathingly.
"But you're terrible with money! You're always broke!" Michael retorted angrily.
George bristled. "If I'm poor, maybe it is because I spend all my money raising, feeding, clothing and housing a family! Perhaps when you're older you might understand the sacrifices I've made." At those words, a sneer spread across his face. "When you're older, hmm... Teller, please exchange three years of my son's Youth into..."
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