[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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[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.