Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5290299-20130919213800/@comment-15792134-20131014024918

Urdin pondered Melira's speech. She was right. He chose this, wether he realized it at the time or not. He wasn't new to death, it was being the actual killer that disturbed him. Then he thought once more, he didn't have a problem killing Grimm becaus ehe felt they deserved to be killed and had he not been stopped at Signal... He thoguht about it. Looking back to the massacred Faunus, a man willing to have killed them all to get what? A damn statue. Urdin decided, they deserved what they got. It helped him put his mind to ease but it didn't help with is anxiety of knowing he was capable of killing. It wasn't something he ever thought of.

He looked to Melira again when she addressed the protective pilot. He wasn't sure what her specific reason was but he agreed. The child should see. Death was a fact of life, and if she witnessed it young, it won't cause her pain in the future. He had seen it himself, and he had seen it happen to a close friend. At least this was a complete stranger. Urdin looked to the pilot, ice in his voice.

"Let. Her. Look." He spoke coldly and firmly. Not unlike a commanding officer. Urdin glanced back at the doctor. She seemed to be wrapping up with Zaffre.