[He listens very carefully to what Percy's telling him; he doesn't interrupt him or has any special expression on his face, he just looks straight at him as he talks. He swirls whatever wine's left in his glass and drinks it all out before finally speaking up when Percy finishes.]
For whatever you did, you show remorse, so I can't brand you as I bad guy. Even with the fact that you made that deal.
Demons are that, demons, evil; they look and prey on people to show weakness, and then exploit it against them. [There's a brief flicker of recognition in his eyes as he looks away for a moment from Percy, a wave of memories coming to him in a flash, but he shakes it off and focuses back on Percy.]
If they find a particularly deep wound, the claws just dig deeper. And it's hard to get out of it because it hurts, slices already open wound. All I'm saying is, [he stands up and shrugs off the coat he's wearing and goes to the rack of clothing, rummaging around for his beloved, long, ostentatious coat, and he puts it on in one big motion, making it swirl around him,] you were manipulated. You've accepted your mistakes and you're working to better yourself. But you already know that [he gives him a grin.]
As for this place- yes, it does feel like a second chance. It gave me a chance to build a normal life, have a house, and maybe find a wife or husband- yet what it really did is get me off the leash completely, I live in a tent, I drink as much as I want, and living my best life. [Pause.] When that Malachite guy is not throwing tantrums, that is.
I just love the pic of that coat
For whatever you did, you show remorse, so I can't brand you as I bad guy. Even with the fact that you made that deal.
Demons are that, demons, evil; they look and prey on people to show weakness, and then exploit it against them. [There's a brief flicker of recognition in his eyes as he looks away for a moment from Percy, a wave of memories coming to him in a flash, but he shakes it off and focuses back on Percy.]
If they find a particularly deep wound, the claws just dig deeper. And it's hard to get out of it because it hurts, slices already open wound. All I'm saying is, [he stands up and shrugs off the coat he's wearing and goes to the rack of clothing, rummaging around for his beloved, long, ostentatious coat, and he puts it on in one big motion, making it swirl around him,] you were manipulated. You've accepted your mistakes and you're working to better yourself. But you already know that [he gives him a grin.]
As for this place- yes, it does feel like a second chance. It gave me a chance to build a normal life, have a house, and maybe find a wife or husband- yet what it really did is get me off the leash completely, I live in a tent, I drink as much as I want, and living my best life. [Pause.] When that Malachite guy is not throwing tantrums, that is.