[He bows his head, messy hair doing whatever the hell it wants. Angels of Cruxis don't get haircuts, you know.]

I saw someone. [It wasn't the first time he'd discovered an old friend, but...] I could have killed him, but he still stood up. I could feel it... I could feel his heartbeat, like it was in my hands. It made me sick.

[A delicate pause.]

I joined Mithos because I wanted the fighting to stop. So that his loneliness wouldn't poison the whole world. ... I haven't accomplished anything.