Tarn's insistence seems painfully ironic in light of the reason he wanted to raise arms in the first place. To combat the very idea that you were defined by your work. In a way, it hurt to see how twisted his plans had come - how far he'd change things for the worse.

He evens his voice: "Then you have no intention of stopping."

"Even though there is no war here, no enemy that wants to kill you, you will continue to butcher, and maim, and murder. Peace isn't even worth the bare effort, because its far easier to find purpose in breaking others."

"Even though I am here, and willing to work with you, you'd prefer to assume I'm incapable of comprehending your reasons. Slaughter is your way, and there's no way of changing it."

"Is this what you are telling me?"