Normally, Cole would mildly agree. he killed them, he shouldn't have, but he thought he was doing the right thing. But the cell is too close, the fear and the despair and the soul crushing loneliness.
"How many mages did you murder? How many apprentices?"
He flickers away, smoke curling in the space he was because he puts distance between them, trying to untangle from her emotions. "I thought I was helping them. I was wrong. I wanted to end their despair and terror. Like Cole's ended."
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Normally, Cole would mildly agree. he killed them, he shouldn't have, but he thought he was doing the right thing. But the cell is too close, the fear and the despair and the soul crushing loneliness.
"How many mages did you murder? How many apprentices?"
He flickers away, smoke curling in the space he was because he puts distance between them, trying to untangle from her emotions. "I thought I was helping them. I was wrong. I wanted to end their despair and terror. Like Cole's ended."