[Honesty. Acknowledging the reality of the situation. ... He supposes he should reciprocate.]
You told me... you didn't think you were a bad person.
[What he's wanted from them has changed so drastically. Once, he wanted to know what they were capable of—but it's not even a thought that crosses his mind anymore. Even if they could sense every enemy coming his way, even if they could use that horrible power to pull him from death, even if they could aid in every challenge that stood in his way, he'd only put them aside now. So he doesn't need for them to believe in his goals or to follow him anymore.
He turns to look at them, entirely serious. There's no guilt in his admission:]
I am one.
[He knows what he said at that time to reassure them. It's irrelevant—and he's a hypocrite, anyway.]
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You told me... you didn't think you were a bad person.
[What he's wanted from them has changed so drastically. Once, he wanted to know what they were capable of—but it's not even a thought that crosses his mind anymore. Even if they could sense every enemy coming his way, even if they could use that horrible power to pull him from death, even if they could aid in every challenge that stood in his way, he'd only put them aside now. So he doesn't need for them to believe in his goals or to follow him anymore.
He turns to look at them, entirely serious. There's no guilt in his admission:]
I am one.
[He knows what he said at that time to reassure them. It's irrelevant—and he's a hypocrite, anyway.]