[He wants to feel more numb than he already feels. As it is, with everything culminating to this moment, he can still feel sick when Juzo offers himself up for death.
Mostly because some part of him is willing to take him up on the offer.
He hates that it's come to this. Even believing that Juzo isn't a Remnant of Despair, there's still enough anger inside of him to fuel that desire. This isn't what he set out to be.
But that was exactly what he'd become, with the right kind of encouragement and the right kind of goal. A killer. A leader of killers. All because of...]
Killing you would not accomplish anything.
[The air is thick with ozone, but the lightning has subsided for the moment. His quiet words may be lost in the roll of thunder, barely pushing through his agitation.]
...And you are not worthless. Don't say it again.
[The words probably don't help. Everything inside him is still too tightly wound, too intent of violence, to truly sound sincere.]
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Mostly because some part of him is willing to take him up on the offer.
He hates that it's come to this. Even believing that Juzo isn't a Remnant of Despair, there's still enough anger inside of him to fuel that desire. This isn't what he set out to be.
But that was exactly what he'd become, with the right kind of encouragement and the right kind of goal. A killer. A leader of killers. All because of...]
Killing you would not accomplish anything.
[The air is thick with ozone, but the lightning has subsided for the moment. His quiet words may be lost in the roll of thunder, barely pushing through his agitation.]
...And you are not worthless. Don't say it again.
[The words probably don't help. Everything inside him is still too tightly wound, too intent of violence, to truly sound sincere.]