[His justification peters out before it even really begins. Marco doesn't know if there's much of a point in explaining the reasons behind his sympathy, but perhaps most importantly, he doesn't know if he can. Feeling sorry is in his nature, whether it's to the point of unwitting condescension (poor Éponine, hardly even knows how horrid her life has truly been) or self-flagellation (mea maxima culpa).
He doesn't want to swing back into extremes ever again. That's part of the reason why he came here - to pay the price - and, at the same time, it still manages to be a symptom.
Marco stiffens as Greed nears him. His willingness to do what should be done doesn't mean he isn't still afraid. He'll accept whatever happens, but fear... it's physical too, isn't it? It isn't one of those things that's all in his head.
... The deal is on the table, and it continues to be all that is there. Greed's remark about Elias makes Marco's eyes narrow, but regardless, when he takes in the sight of the moon illuminating the demon, it serves as a reminder.
He forgets about the gradient between black and white so terribly easily.]
A deal is a deal. [Marco nods and begins.]
The Fourth God... Elias... Years ago, his father somehow took a part of the Fog God's power and forced it into him to turn him into a god, and then used him to power the RSDOS network somehow. Then - before I even got here, mind you, so I don't know the details - some of us freed him, and... I believe his father is the one the network runs on now. Dr. Liewen.
[As he goes on, the narrow-eyed, guarded look in his face turns into one of hurt.]
He still lives outside his own body. Elias, I mean. He hasn't aged. He's still just a little boy...
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[His justification peters out before it even really begins. Marco doesn't know if there's much of a point in explaining the reasons behind his sympathy, but perhaps most importantly, he doesn't know if he can. Feeling sorry is in his nature, whether it's to the point of unwitting condescension (poor Éponine, hardly even knows how horrid her life has truly been) or self-flagellation (mea maxima culpa).
He doesn't want to swing back into extremes ever again. That's part of the reason why he came here - to pay the price - and, at the same time, it still manages to be a symptom.
Marco stiffens as Greed nears him. His willingness to do what should be done doesn't mean he isn't still afraid. He'll accept whatever happens, but fear... it's physical too, isn't it? It isn't one of those things that's all in his head.
... The deal is on the table, and it continues to be all that is there. Greed's remark about Elias makes Marco's eyes narrow, but regardless, when he takes in the sight of the moon illuminating the demon, it serves as a reminder.
He forgets about the gradient between black and white so terribly easily.]
A deal is a deal. [Marco nods and begins.]
The Fourth God... Elias... Years ago, his father somehow took a part of the Fog God's power and forced it into him to turn him into a god, and then used him to power the RSDOS network somehow. Then - before I even got here, mind you, so I don't know the details - some of us freed him, and... I believe his father is the one the network runs on now. Dr. Liewen.
[As he goes on, the narrow-eyed, guarded look in his face turns into one of hurt.]
He still lives outside his own body. Elias, I mean. He hasn't aged. He's still just a little boy...