[ He gently holds Amos's hand, and offers a small smile in turn. His own hands are not as rough as his. They're unfortunately soft; there used to be callouses and the like, but they had faded over time. It is what happens when he was suspended in the air upon that spire. He gave up trying to claw his way off the spike through his chest and just hung in the air -- painfully. ]
Hm.
[ There is a spark of happiness in hearing what he says. It does make him happy to know that this man can do terrible things without feeling guilt for them. That makes the process of convincing him to do the acts easier. ]
I'm happy to know that you think that way, Amos, but please don't separate yourself from normal people, though. [ He rests his other hand on top of Amos's, lightly patting the top of it. ] I think it would be worse if you did not worry about not feeling bad for what you had to do.
[ And he smiles. ] You do not strike me as a man who does things without reason. If you see good reason for why something must be done, you do it, right?
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Hm.
[ There is a spark of happiness in hearing what he says. It does make him happy to know that this man can do terrible things without feeling guilt for them. That makes the process of convincing him to do the acts easier. ]
I'm happy to know that you think that way, Amos, but please don't separate yourself from normal people, though. [ He rests his other hand on top of Amos's, lightly patting the top of it. ] I think it would be worse if you did not worry about not feeling bad for what you had to do.
[ And he smiles. ] You do not strike me as a man who does things without reason. If you see good reason for why something must be done, you do it, right?