[And yet he was. However much a willing participant he became along the way, he was still a victim. It left Raylan in an odd in between place, struggling with the ideals of bad men being put down and where the line for victim and criminal came in. He'd gone to collage for this which thankfully gave him a little more insight but.. If he had books to study up with, he would have.
Raylan listened with his eyes down for most of the story, only glancing up and over at the most gruesome parts. It was made more tolerable, somehow, by Will's steady cadence and rhythm, adding its own odd comfort amid the retold horrors.
The offer of coffee was almost jarring on it's own - a splash of normality in a sea of blood.]
Yes please, thank you, [Raylan started with a faint nod.]
You're lucky to have half the faculties you do, survivin' shit like that. They shoulda been stopped. [For whatever that was worth, he was pissed at the lack of procedure. Some of those were there for a reason, regardless of the souls being saved.]
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Raylan listened with his eyes down for most of the story, only glancing up and over at the most gruesome parts. It was made more tolerable, somehow, by Will's steady cadence and rhythm, adding its own odd comfort amid the retold horrors.
The offer of coffee was almost jarring on it's own - a splash of normality in a sea of blood.]
Yes please, thank you, [Raylan started with a faint nod.]
You're lucky to have half the faculties you do, survivin' shit like that. They shoulda been stopped. [For whatever that was worth, he was pissed at the lack of procedure. Some of those were there for a reason, regardless of the souls being saved.]