[ if he'd known sooner, if he could have done something, he would have ripped every single one of them limb from limb with his own two hands instead of letting his souls do the work. he wants to now, to go back in time and rip into them harder and harder.
but it's done, and there's no coming back.
he steps inside after trevor moves, a little listless in his movements. it's better than violence to be sure, but that's because he has nowhere to direct it.
his eyes flick toward the hunter when he sits and he nods slightly, moving to sit next to him. being this taciturn is an odd thing for him, but this is an odd situation.
finally, he speaks: ]
I already killed them all.
[ he can't have catharsis by doing it now. he killed them all without even knowing the full weight of their sins. ]
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but it's done, and there's no coming back.
he steps inside after trevor moves, a little listless in his movements. it's better than violence to be sure, but that's because he has nowhere to direct it.
his eyes flick toward the hunter when he sits and he nods slightly, moving to sit next to him. being this taciturn is an odd thing for him, but this is an odd situation.
finally, he speaks: ]
I already killed them all.
[ he can't have catharsis by doing it now. he killed them all without even knowing the full weight of their sins. ]