How magnanimous you are when he was just seconds ago calling for your head.
[ The Archangel does not sneer at the man who says he knows monsters. His expression is, instead, rather bland; he takes in what is said and immediately dismisses it. He had more sneering and jeering to do at the two of them, but knows that will win him no allies.
He rests his hand on his chest before bowing slightly. His eyes widen as he stares at the roots below them. He has no memories. How is that possible? How is it possible? It cannot be a lie. He would not think to lie to me. Thoughts scream and whirl in his mind as he tries to figure out the meaning behind it.
But there is one thing that stops him. Dextera is mine. He's mine. I am the one to absolve and condemn him. I will not let any of you have any piece of him! Not one piece! You're undeserving of it! His fingers lightly touch his forehead as he feels his motivations have shifted a little. ]
My suggestion is to sacrifice Dextera. [ A beat. ] If I were not here, I fear things would have escalated. You [ His eyes fixed once more upon the one Dextera pointed out. ] would have easily killed him, but that would not have been something agreed upon by all parties, yes? He almost cost you all to lose and who knows what suffering would come next.
[ He coughs into his hand. Ah, is this not like the air of home? ]
We sacrifice him and some of his sins will be absolved. Some of that which could have been, at the very least. [ A glance once more to Dextera. ]
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[ The Archangel does not sneer at the man who says he knows monsters. His expression is, instead, rather bland; he takes in what is said and immediately dismisses it. He had more sneering and jeering to do at the two of them, but knows that will win him no allies.
He rests his hand on his chest before bowing slightly. His eyes widen as he stares at the roots below them. He has no memories. How is that possible? How is it possible? It cannot be a lie. He would not think to lie to me. Thoughts scream and whirl in his mind as he tries to figure out the meaning behind it.
But there is one thing that stops him. Dextera is mine. He's mine. I am the one to absolve and condemn him. I will not let any of you have any piece of him! Not one piece! You're undeserving of it! His fingers lightly touch his forehead as he feels his motivations have shifted a little. ]
My suggestion is to sacrifice Dextera. [ A beat. ] If I were not here, I fear things would have escalated. You [ His eyes fixed once more upon the one Dextera pointed out. ] would have easily killed him, but that would not have been something agreed upon by all parties, yes? He almost cost you all to lose and who knows what suffering would come next.
[ He coughs into his hand. Ah, is this not like the air of home? ]
We sacrifice him and some of his sins will be absolved. Some of that which could have been, at the very least. [ A glance once more to Dextera. ]