[His bandaged hand twitches at his side. As Souji cries and struggles to speak, Sieghart wonders in his mind if he should just kill him. Is that what it'll take to advance this scenario—the death of all present in the dining room?
He promised himself to look after this lonely child while they're together. This illusion below him isn't really Souji, but an instrument designed by this place to strike where it hurts.
It does hurt, in a way. In his heart, Sieghart wishes to be blamed for his failings. No matter how painful, being shunned for his mistakes would simply be what he deserves. That's because, when drowning in guilt, nothing is more excruciating than the tenderness of a kind soul, which then breeds overwhelming shame. It's easier to be despised than to be reminded of what good was ruined by one's hands.
But that's just what the selfish part of him wants.
Now that the initial wave of old feelings has passed, Sieghart is left with rising anger. His fingers curl into his palm, forming a tight fist in spite of the pain it sends shooting up his arm. As if Souji would ever blame anyone but himself in a situation like this. How can an excursion formed from that child's own memories portray him so wrongly?]
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He promised himself to look after this lonely child while they're together. This illusion below him isn't really Souji, but an instrument designed by this place to strike where it hurts.
It does hurt, in a way. In his heart, Sieghart wishes to be blamed for his failings. No matter how painful, being shunned for his mistakes would simply be what he deserves. That's because, when drowning in guilt, nothing is more excruciating than the tenderness of a kind soul, which then breeds overwhelming shame. It's easier to be despised than to be reminded of what good was ruined by one's hands.
But that's just what the selfish part of him wants.
Now that the initial wave of old feelings has passed, Sieghart is left with rising anger. His fingers curl into his palm, forming a tight fist in spite of the pain it sends shooting up his arm. As if Souji would ever blame anyone but himself in a situation like this. How can an excursion formed from that child's own memories portray him so wrongly?]