The demeanor change in Roland earned a wider grin from the Turk as if he were pleased by the reaction. It was sharp and showed at least one incisor.
"A betrayal is the worst sort of sin. They say traitors get the most severe punishments in the afterlife or whatever hell you believe in. Sounds good to me. I hope it comes true."
Oh, Reno could have addressed the questions directly. But he didn't see the point anymore. No one ever listened to him when he said his piece. They thought of him as a murderer? He would let them believe he was out for blood. They wanted a monster to hate? He'd make them despise him. It's not as if a Turk was ever loved for their work. Needed? Yes. Used? Absolutely. Feared? No one wanted to see those dark suits headed their way. The fairy tales said they'd take naughty children away never to be seen again. Hell, maybe it'd even happened before. They did kidnap recruits when ordered. No questions asked.
Roland wanted to pretend he didn't walk right into needless trouble on his own accord? So be it. Fuck him. Reno already hated him for it anyway. No need to call him out on it.
As for the rest, he wasn't going to waste his breath on explaining himself when he'd already done so. His creed wasn't going to change or anything; why convince anyone of what he already knew and they didn't believe. He was fine playing the game as it was lined by others. He didn't like it, but this wasn't his show unfortunately. Otherwise, this would have already been settled his way several days over.
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"A betrayal is the worst sort of sin. They say traitors get the most severe punishments in the afterlife or whatever hell you believe in. Sounds good to me. I hope it comes true."
Oh, Reno could have addressed the questions directly. But he didn't see the point anymore. No one ever listened to him when he said his piece. They thought of him as a murderer? He would let them believe he was out for blood. They wanted a monster to hate? He'd make them despise him. It's not as if a Turk was ever loved for their work. Needed? Yes. Used? Absolutely. Feared? No one wanted to see those dark suits headed their way. The fairy tales said they'd take naughty children away never to be seen again. Hell, maybe it'd even happened before. They did kidnap recruits when ordered. No questions asked.
Roland wanted to pretend he didn't walk right into needless trouble on his own accord? So be it. Fuck him. Reno already hated him for it anyway. No need to call him out on it.
As for the rest, he wasn't going to waste his breath on explaining himself when he'd already done so. His creed wasn't going to change or anything; why convince anyone of what he already knew and they didn't believe. He was fine playing the game as it was lined by others. He didn't like it, but this wasn't his show unfortunately. Otherwise, this would have already been settled his way several days over.