[The playful scolding gets him to laugh slightly. He's just as amused as Hansa, but also there's a twinge of joking sheepishness. He carefully lowers the lid down to close the claps again.]
My apologies for being so forward, Father.
[He removes the case from the table to give them more room to be sociable.]
You are a rather dangerously prepared man. I didn't want to pry, but I was curious: was there a reason you changed your body that way?
[Which, unlike Hansa's pride in being who he is, being useful to a cause, Blanca gives off a feeling of... mild sorrow perhaps. Not for Hansa, but for himself.
For the fact the two of them had learned how to be this way young.]
[He feels that sorrow, and his expression softens. Of course, not everyone has been as lucky as him, or felt like their circumstances were as fair. In the end, the Church still grabbed children and trained them into weapons to use as they liked. There was no pretending that wasn't happening.]
[Children brought up to murder, and to destroy.]
In the end...we're still here. [He finally says, with a slight sigh.] Our training got us this far.
I always see life as something to take joy in, you know? Every day you wake up and you thank the Lord that you got to live another twenty four hours. There's a certain joy to that, you know.
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My apologies for being so forward, Father.
[He removes the case from the table to give them more room to be sociable.]
You are a rather dangerously prepared man. I didn't want to pry, but I was curious: was there a reason you changed your body that way?
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[He leans against his hand. Might as well say it, after everything Blanca has shown him.]
Just like you, I'm not exactly a typical example of what I present myself to be. I work for a certain group within the Church, you see.
[Just like Blanca before, his own emotions still, serious, even though he's smiling.]
I'm an Executor. I hunt down the demons and vampires and heretical beasts that threaten humanity.
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I imagine you would need a body like that then. That's impressive. As far as I know, those things don't exist in our world, so I wouldn't understand.
But I still figure it would be very taxing and require a lot of skill.
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[He shrugs, lightly. There's a certain pride in him - he likes his body the way it is now, gadgets and all.]
Mmm. Its not an easy job. But I think I was made for it...pun maybe sort of intended. That's the plan the Lord had for me, and I do it well.
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Even if, like, it means killing at all.]
I admire your resolve.
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[He lets out a light chuckle.]
Its funny. When you said you were in special forces...I was like, "hey, me too".
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We have that in common, yes. Your training--did you learn it when you were young?
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Yeah. I was picked up by the Church at an early age. They really don't take their time to throw you in the thick of things.
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[Which, unlike Hansa's pride in being who he is, being useful to a cause, Blanca gives off a feeling of... mild sorrow perhaps. Not for Hansa, but for himself.
For the fact the two of them had learned how to be this way young.]
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[He feels that sorrow, and his expression softens. Of course, not everyone has been as lucky as him, or felt like their circumstances were as fair. In the end, the Church still grabbed children and trained them into weapons to use as they liked. There was no pretending that wasn't happening.]
[Children brought up to murder, and to destroy.]
In the end...we're still here. [He finally says, with a slight sigh.] Our training got us this far.
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It did. I'm not upset at being alive in any case.
[He waves it away casually.]
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[He leans back in his chair.]
I always see life as something to take joy in, you know? Every day you wake up and you thank the Lord that you got to live another twenty four hours. There's a certain joy to that, you know.