Omori jumps back a bit, startled by Dimitri's outburst, but even then, there's not much he can protest to. He knows he's right. The people here... a lot of them are not good. He's not really all that good either, and he knows that.
"I-I just... wanted to save the people who are good."
He reaches up with one bloody hand to wipe away his tears.
"I didn't have time to wait for another way... i-it was the only thing I could do. I don't want to die again.
Again, and again, and again... really, he doesn't know why he's scared of it. What's one more death? What's another hundred years feeling and seeing nothing? Why is he clinging so hard to a life he was never meant to live in the first place?
"I'm so sorry," he whispers. He feels his knees start to give out. What does he do? What can he...
He looks up at Dimitri.
"Do you... do you promise you'll get me later? If I go now?" If he gives him the knife and hides away like instructed?
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"I-I just... wanted to save the people who are good."
He reaches up with one bloody hand to wipe away his tears.
"I didn't have time to wait for another way... i-it was the only thing I could do. I don't want to die again.
Again, and again, and again... really, he doesn't know why he's scared of it. What's one more death? What's another hundred years feeling and seeing nothing? Why is he clinging so hard to a life he was never meant to live in the first place?
"I'm so sorry," he whispers. He feels his knees start to give out. What does he do? What can he...
He looks up at Dimitri.
"Do you... do you promise you'll get me later? If I go now?" If he gives him the knife and hides away like instructed?