[ For his part, he keeps his expression neutral as soon as he sees the movement of the hand coming to rest on his shoulder. Very few people actually want to touch him. The air around him always feels so heavy that few feel they can "trespass" into his personal space. There is a lack of malice and hatred in the atmosphere around him, but it merely feels like no one should pass into it. And yet, this man easily ignored those cues to rest his hand on his shoulder and tell Kirei that he is forgiven. ]

You're right. There is nothing more noble than to die for what we believe in. [ His one is easy, conversational, and somehow almost bored. But interest piques at the end. ] You certainly look as though you are about ready to collapse, Reinhardt Wilhelm. There is no reason to put on airs for my sake. [ That was a joke, of course. Kirei already recognizes that the man puts on airs for no one. Reinhardt Wilhelm puts on no show and everything is as it is with him; an honest and true face.

It will be interesting to see it fall to ruin. Kirei believes, too, that there is nothing that he needs to actively do to corrupt the Crusader. The armor has already shown to have weaknesses in it; eventually, poison of the world will seep in and the image of a hero will shatter. Reinhardt Wilhelm will die a hero and what will be left cannot be called by the same name. ]