Mantis buckles just slightly under the weight of Hiroki's arm. It's an odd kind of talk to be getting from anyone. He's far more used to being called a monster and a murderer that the words almost seem unreal. Sure, he doesn't do the worst possible things, but that's not the same as being good...

"I don't have the fight in me anymore to be the kind of bastard who needs to be stopped, but that person is still a part of who I am. Without motivation, there's no point."

He sighs heavily.

"Maybe it's something you only really see when you've been on the other side of it like I was. If you saw who I was before I died, you'd never believe it was me."