[Hayame should likely feel ashamed for how much trouble she has focusing on Liem's words just because they are touching like they are. But there is no changing that she is overly focused on it. Is she sweating? Are her palms too hot? Is her grip too tight?
But she is trying to listen. The problem is...]
Do you wish for me to tell you that you are not a good man?
[He's saying that he's killed people- she's pretty sure. That for his church he had eliminated threats in the shadows, but even so... Her expression grows darker, more contemplative, unsure of just how much of her own life had been broadcast in the space between Horus and their lost worlds. Liem had waited for her then, and not cast judgement, but.]
How is someone like myself supposed to do that?
[Judging others is never something Hayame has struggled with, even when it was hypocritical. But to Liem, who she had met under the most incredulous of circumstances... she extends exemption without realizing it. Someone like her, who had acted as an overseer to her own people, who had recaptured escaped jinba and consigned them to the fate of breeding stables and armless-ness that she herself feared most...]
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But she is trying to listen. The problem is...]
Do you wish for me to tell you that you are not a good man?
[He's saying that he's killed people- she's pretty sure. That for his church he had eliminated threats in the shadows, but even so... Her expression grows darker, more contemplative, unsure of just how much of her own life had been broadcast in the space between Horus and their lost worlds. Liem had waited for her then, and not cast judgement, but.]
How is someone like myself supposed to do that?
[Judging others is never something Hayame has struggled with, even when it was hypocritical. But to Liem, who she had met under the most incredulous of circumstances... she extends exemption without realizing it. Someone like her, who had acted as an overseer to her own people, who had recaptured escaped jinba and consigned them to the fate of breeding stables and armless-ness that she herself feared most...]