Sun & Moon

[Hemlocke]

Sun knew Hemlocke had an issue with personal space, but yet she had sat right up next to him anyway, he growled a bit in annoyance but seemingly he wasn't outwardly hostile, for whatever reason. He let out a slow exhale as Sun finished speaking and followed up her dangerous words with a jest. "I am the invention of corporate greed, shunned for being a malfunction, left to die for being worthless. That doesn't even bother me, Sun, I don't care. I was treated like the dirt under everyone's boots, and it made me strong, thick skinned. I proved to them I was far more capable than they thought I was. That doesn't bother me. To satisfy an urge? Of course it was, As you said I enjoy watching people die, when they realize everything they've done leading up to that moment was worthless as they die in the end, expire in their prime. I do what I do because I want too, not because of some ulterior motive in my mind."

He leaned forward a bit and rolled his shoulders, closing his eye as he thought for a few moments. "In a way you're right, in a way you're wrong and simply think you understand me, you perceive me in the way you wish too perceive me, write me off as doing these things for a specific reason as if there's good in me. Everyone is capable of good actions, Sun. But not everyone has good in their heart. Have I saved a few people's lives for no personal gain, yes. But how many more died simply because I willed it to be so? A tiny deed doesn't balance out the oceans of blood staining my existence."

He chuckled as he realized he'd played right into Sun's hand. "Perhaps it is, or it could be explained away by I simply wasn't watching where I was going."