[He parts his hands--not in a shrug exactly, but a kind of, "I agree, but what do you expect from some people?" way.]
Ah. No, that was my former employer I left, Mister Yut-Lung. I can't criticize him too much. He had a hard life, and he is young. Sixteen. He and Ash are similar in that regard, and Mister Yut-Lung understood that.
But Mister Yut-Lung didn't want Ash to have the happiness he could never find. The boy Mister Yut-Lung wanted me to kill--Eiji, was Ash's friend.
[He peers at Hansa, his smile amused. Not about that, but what Hansa has said.]
I imagine even the Church has its dark secrets like the rest of us.
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Ah. No, that was my former employer I left, Mister Yut-Lung. I can't criticize him too much. He had a hard life, and he is young. Sixteen. He and Ash are similar in that regard, and Mister Yut-Lung understood that.
But Mister Yut-Lung didn't want Ash to have the happiness he could never find. The boy Mister Yut-Lung wanted me to kill--Eiji, was Ash's friend.
[He peers at Hansa, his smile amused. Not about that, but what Hansa has said.]
I imagine even the Church has its dark secrets like the rest of us.