[She must have lived through something truly cruel to come to that conclusion. It's not fair, it's not just, for the world to be full of such senseless misery. But he can't deny that's how things are, either—not after this.
But he won't accept it. He never has and he never will. In a hushed tone, Altius answers,]
Someone has to.
[He takes a breath, slow to avoid making the memory of the wound worse, and his expression loses some of the fierce determination, leaving mostly the tired misery of the tragedy—but his concern for the girl returns.]
Ange. You... should go. Try to forget this, if you can. [And god, he hopes she can.]
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But he won't accept it. He never has and he never will. In a hushed tone, Altius answers,]
Someone has to.
[He takes a breath, slow to avoid making the memory of the wound worse, and his expression loses some of the fierce determination, leaving mostly the tired misery of the tragedy—but his concern for the girl returns.]
Ange. You... should go. Try to forget this, if you can. [And god, he hopes she can.]