[He stills his pacing very suddenly, and the cold look is returned to her. But the way Guzma's eyes regard her, the chill from the very air around him, could equally freeze blood, and incinerate skin. A look so cold it could burn. He has no sympathy for these people, none at all - especially when it comes to the treatment of their young. It's the same. It's exactly the same...parents. Families. Children.
It's the same as that house. Back on Route 2.]
It should be all of you...facing reckoning. If it's your fault, then why don't you take the fall for them? Why don't you race to the water for them? Die for them? If it's your fault...like you say, then why didn't you do anything?
Why did you choose to let them suffer? [He won't let her answer. If she attempts, Guzma's fist will slam against the door and bars of his cell with a force that echoes in the quiet halls. And he won't even flinch. While his knuckles scream in pain, while blood oozes from his cut skin, while the bones of his fingers split and fracture, he doesn't so much as whimper.
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[He stills his pacing very suddenly, and the cold look is returned to her. But the way Guzma's eyes regard her, the chill from the very air around him, could equally freeze blood, and incinerate skin. A look so cold it could burn. He has no sympathy for these people, none at all - especially when it comes to the treatment of their young. It's the same. It's exactly the same...parents. Families. Children.
It's the same as that house. Back on Route 2.]
It should be all of you...facing reckoning. If it's your fault, then why don't you take the fall for them? Why don't you race to the water for them? Die for them? If it's your fault...like you say, then why didn't you do anything?
Why did you choose to let them suffer? [He won't let her answer. If she attempts, Guzma's fist will slam against the door and bars of his cell with a force that echoes in the quiet halls. And he won't even flinch. While his knuckles scream in pain, while blood oozes from his cut skin, while the bones of his fingers split and fracture, he doesn't so much as whimper.
He
stands
still.]
It's because you never loved 'em.