He looked up at her, hazel eyes meeting brown ones. She really ought to shut up, but he had to admit to himself, at least in that moment, that her voice was more comforting than the silence (even if what she was saying was making it worse). Anyone's voice would have been more comforting, he reasoned, despite his insistence that he head to the pub alone that night.
"I don't think I'm evil. Just... not good." No good person ever killed an innocent. Not in pursuit of a game, especially one that required him to aim to hit people. It was... not good at all. "I'd like to see who everyone will place the blame on if not me. But really," he grumbled, pausing to take another sip, "I'm not worried about what other people will think of me. I just can't get the thought of the woman out of my head." Dead.
"I don't think I'm evil. Just... not good." No good person ever killed an innocent. Not in pursuit of a game, especially one that required him to aim to hit people. It was... not good at all. "I'd like to see who everyone will place the blame on if not me. But really," he grumbled, pausing to take another sip, "I'm not worried about what other people will think of me. I just can't get the thought of the woman out of my head." Dead.
— way too attractive set by mj <3 —