[Well, that's ominous. Rossiu has a few ideas about who it could be, but the portrait of a bright individual catches his eye right away and it gets him to pause. Instead of turning and leaving immediately or remaining and watching stoically, Rossiu freezes.
"We have always made progress on the sacrifices of those who came before us, like my mother. And Kamina." "What?" "It's true. Kamina's death made us all a lot stronger. It was thanks to his sacrifice that we won that battle." "Hold it right there. Are you trying to tell me that it's a good thing that my bro died?" "...Based on the outcome? Yes, I am."
He has many regrets about the things he's done. There are so many things he can never truly repent for. But that... that has to be one of the most heartless things he's ever said. So what if he could—
No. No, he knows that isn't a possibility. After a long moment, Rossiu shakes his head and turns to leave.]
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"We have always made progress on the sacrifices of those who came before us, like my mother. And Kamina."
"What?"
"It's true. Kamina's death made us all a lot stronger. It was thanks to his sacrifice that we won that battle."
"Hold it right there. Are you trying to tell me that it's a good thing that my bro died?"
"...Based on the outcome? Yes, I am."
He has many regrets about the things he's done. There are so many things he can never truly repent for. But that... that has to be one of the most heartless things he's ever said. So what if he could—
No. No, he knows that isn't a possibility. After a long moment, Rossiu shakes his head and turns to leave.]