[He looks increasingly more horrified as she goes on. His hands are shaking and even though they're in an open space, everything feels too small.]
I don't...
[His throat tightens. His limbs feel numb. He manages to answer, but it's more of a scream.]
I don't know!
I don't know if I could kill seven innocent people. Is that what you want me to say? That I'd rather let Pyrrha stay--
[Violently, he presses his palm to his eye, turning away from Caster. It should have been him. None of the choices Caster gave him were really options and he feels like he's losing Pyrrha all over again.]
What good are those options if you're just going to argue about them and tell me I'm wrong?
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[He looks increasingly more horrified as she goes on. His hands are shaking and even though they're in an open space, everything feels too small.]
I don't...
[His throat tightens. His limbs feel numb. He manages to answer, but it's more of a scream.]
I don't know!
I don't know if I could kill seven innocent people. Is that what you want me to say? That I'd rather let Pyrrha stay--
[Violently, he presses his palm to his eye, turning away from Caster. It should have been him. None of the choices Caster gave him were really options and he feels like he's losing Pyrrha all over again.]
What good are those options if you're just going to argue about them and tell me I'm wrong?