"I'm sorry." His... hatred? No. That's not him. Hatred is the one weapon he'll never ever use. Never has. Never would. It's ineffective. It costs too much, and the scorched ground gains nothing. Like the salted crops of Dedue's homelands. Not even his army of demons would have been allowed that. What had she felt from him? Or was it directed at him? Wrath? Pride.
"Valdis..." he tentatively holds his hands up to her. "Search me. My soul. If I had any hatred in me, it could literally kill Yato. Not just what the Captain did to him, and my anguish hurting him. I used my memories of hell. You shocked me. In a way I couldn't handle. I did purposely try to hurt you, and force your hand, and for that I am sorry. But it wasn't the goal. My goal was so you knew exactly the next step beyond this. May I touch you?"
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"I'm sorry." His... hatred? No. That's not him. Hatred is the one weapon he'll never ever use. Never has. Never would. It's ineffective. It costs too much, and the scorched ground gains nothing. Like the salted crops of Dedue's homelands. Not even his army of demons would have been allowed that. What had she felt from him? Or was it directed at him? Wrath? Pride.
"Valdis..." he tentatively holds his hands up to her. "Search me. My soul. If I had any hatred in me, it could literally kill Yato. Not just what the Captain did to him, and my anguish hurting him. I used my memories of hell. You shocked me. In a way I couldn't handle. I did purposely try to hurt you, and force your hand, and for that I am sorry. But it wasn't the goal. My goal was so you knew exactly the next step beyond this. May I touch you?"