Blank anger. That's what he starts hearing. Noises and fury, and it's everything Justice is afraid of becoming. Everything Anders is afraid of becoming. He doesn't know how the man can deal with it. At least with Justice talking constantly there's an awareness of the divide between their opinions. Anders can't imagine it being an entirety of wordless moods. He'd never know what was him and what was the spirit... or demon, in this case.

'It is one difference of many,' Justice supplies, but Anders doesn't have the patience to really listen right now. He has his own rage to deal with - Bruce acting like Anders had forced his dreams on Bruce when all he'd wanted was to keep things to himself, to not show any times he'd been vulnerable, to not inspire others to think of ways to return him to that vulnerability.

'And you will not be that weak again so long as I am with you.' True and not. He's near impossible to kill, yes, but that's not all that strength means.

"You're ill, and at greater risk than anyone else here if the rumbling I'm getting is anything to go by. Sit. Rest a little. Before someone overhears that who has overheard Justice and wonders if there's something similar going on."

'Not similar. I am no-' For once, Anders cuts him off mentally. Neither of them can say for sure that Justice is not demonic at all, that he's not been compromised. In fact, it's more likely that he has been.