[And there's where his voice cracks; he's quick to lower his head like he had in the trial, and he's bunching the fabric of his sleeves in his fists so tightly his knuckles are turning white.]
I've never believed in human sentimentality.
[His words are surprisingly quiet, given the source.]
Things like that...they're for the broken, or for weaker beings that don't know any better. I've never been weak, and I've never been broken. What does it matter to me if I lose people? One, ten, twenty, a hundred - did he tell you what I did to my "friends" at the restaurant I used to frequent? All of them, all of them meant nothing to me. I didn't care, why should I care? They were a necessary sacrifice and they were mine to give, so I did, and you know what, I felt nothing about it.
I don't ever feel anything about it, because I'm one of the strong in this world - it's my right to do this.
[He drags his arm across his eyes; he's still not looking up.]
But he's all I have. He's all I...have...and I don't know what I'm supposed to do if you take him from me...
[He shifts again, burying his hand in his hair; he pulls on it a bit, clearly trying to work some of the stress out.
It isn't working; his words are tight. Shaking.]
If you don't give him back at the end of this I'm going to kill you. I'm going to kill you and I'm going to burn his body myself. If I can't have him, you can't either.
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[And there's where his voice cracks; he's quick to lower his head like he had in the trial, and he's bunching the fabric of his sleeves in his fists so tightly his knuckles are turning white.]
I've never believed in human sentimentality.
[His words are surprisingly quiet, given the source.]
Things like that...they're for the broken, or for weaker beings that don't know any better. I've never been weak, and I've never been broken. What does it matter to me if I lose people? One, ten, twenty, a hundred - did he tell you what I did to my "friends" at the restaurant I used to frequent? All of them, all of them meant nothing to me. I didn't care, why should I care? They were a necessary sacrifice and they were mine to give, so I did, and you know what, I felt nothing about it.
I don't ever feel anything about it, because I'm one of the strong in this world - it's my right to do this.
[He drags his arm across his eyes; he's still not looking up.]
But he's all I have. He's all I...have...and I don't know what I'm supposed to do if you take him from me...
[He shifts again, burying his hand in his hair; he pulls on it a bit, clearly trying to work some of the stress out.
It isn't working; his words are tight. Shaking.]
If you don't give him back at the end of this I'm going to kill you. I'm going to kill you and I'm going to burn his body myself. If I can't have him, you can't either.