[He tries to absorb her words. Special, irreplaceable. The world had treated him as anything but, even after he had done everything he could to save it from the brink of destruction. Mithos the Hero who ended the war was celebrated; Mithos the half-elf who wanted to be accepted was despised.
He looks at her, his voice tentative.]
...Even though I've hurt you in the past? [Does he regret his actions? It was what had to be done at the time... He doesn't think he can be blamed for self-preservation in the face of the unknown, and he isn't at fault for the violent emotions that grip him and drag him along. But...he does feel bad now, that she got hurt.]
[Action] Backdated to January 11th
He looks at her, his voice tentative.]
...Even though I've hurt you in the past? [Does he regret his actions? It was what had to be done at the time... He doesn't think he can be blamed for self-preservation in the face of the unknown, and he isn't at fault for the violent emotions that grip him and drag him along. But...he does feel bad now, that she got hurt.]