When she asked 'why', he simply truned and looked at her fromt he corner of his eye. Then nodded as she correctly guessed why. He was half lost in his own thoughts as he approached Robbie.
"That was a long time ago. A long time ago, a small, timid Cubone was put into my care, with a little Murkrow. But they've grown. They have evolved. They are strong." He paused frowning. When he spoke, there was something else to his voice. Something resolute. "...a long time ago, I was just a boy. But now...I'm something else." The Conjurer. A murderer. A ghost. And he had been loyal to no-one, but God. He shook his head slowly.
"You said you did not enjoy what you do. But you continue to do it. Is it because you are not strong?"
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"That was a long time ago. A long time ago, a small, timid Cubone was put into my care, with a little Murkrow. But they've grown. They have evolved. They are strong." He paused frowning. When he spoke, there was something else to his voice. Something resolute.
"...a long time ago, I was just a boy. But now...I'm something else." The Conjurer. A murderer. A ghost. And he had been loyal to no-one, but God. He shook his head slowly.
"You said you did not enjoy what you do. But you continue to do it. Is it because you are not strong?"