"Selfish," he growls at Haizea, all the weight of judgment and disgust rumbling in his throat. To think he admired her even for a moment! He can't believe she'd so blatantly say how little she values the people who aren't in her circle. Disgusting!

"She doesnt want us to destroy the world," he says, looking pointedly at Garrot. He feels like he's the only one who listened at all, and the anger is clear in his voice, his expression, the tense way he gestures as he speaks.

"The world is dying, and it's kept... turning by the blood of dozens and dozens of people. The best thing I can see is try to heal it, and we can't do that without knowing how it started."