[ I see. This man will not have his wounds torn open. Kirei could, of course, reiterate his point that Reinhart would die having accomplished nothing; that the people that he swore to protect would still suffer and die while he could do nothing more than be another added corpse in the street. He could very well say all of those things -- but his shoulders drop a little, he realizes that it is pointless to do so.
The wound that he carries is too deep and will not be torn out. It will only spread until the weakness is felt. Fair enough. He accepts this as truth. It would be a lot of effort to drag out such pain, and so, he will amuse himself instead in watching the Crusader fail. ]
I see. It was a foolish question for me to ask. I apologize for asking it. [ His head lightly bows as a show of humility, and he does mean it. I didn't realize what kind of man you were, and now that I know, it was a pointless question. ] You will truly die a hero, sir. That I am certain of.
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The wound that he carries is too deep and will not be torn out. It will only spread until the weakness is felt. Fair enough. He accepts this as truth. It would be a lot of effort to drag out such pain, and so, he will amuse himself instead in watching the Crusader fail. ]
I see. It was a foolish question for me to ask. I apologize for asking it. [ His head lightly bows as a show of humility, and he does mean it. I didn't realize what kind of man you were, and now that I know, it was a pointless question. ] You will truly die a hero, sir. That I am certain of.