Yeah, no, they basically don't think about you at all... So you really could have survived by hiding a while longer, but you still...
[He's staring at Helena even more openly slack jawed than when he first heard her declare a separation from the material world. That they have this conversation while she walks up a staircase leading the way to her bedroom serves to underscore his feelings that she is some type of angel ascending into heaven, even though he knows that such literal bodily imagery is idolatrous. Dio just really never thought that someone existed outside who still understood this principle that has defined his entire life. That even if she died, she might save these other people, who would deserve to be saved even though they did no emotional favors to her. It would be different if he were a ghost and she were not, and he had to face the reality of this pure person not surviving after a plan that was quite reckless and may have resulted in very little; but at the same time he would probably be impressed if he'd never hoped at all and instead known at the time of his impending death that she would also take this type of gesture and be consigned to the void.
The eclectic mix of doors is in sight, and his adrenaline is high.] I hate them just like you do. Our captors killed us both. They're going to regret not finishing the job.
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Yeah, no, they basically don't think about you at all... So you really could have survived by hiding a while longer, but you still...
[He's staring at Helena even more openly slack jawed than when he first heard her declare a separation from the material world. That they have this conversation while she walks up a staircase leading the way to her bedroom serves to underscore his feelings that she is some type of angel ascending into heaven, even though he knows that such literal bodily imagery is idolatrous. Dio just really never thought that someone existed outside who still understood this principle that has defined his entire life. That even if she died, she might save these other people, who would deserve to be saved even though they did no emotional favors to her. It would be different if he were a ghost and she were not, and he had to face the reality of this pure person not surviving after a plan that was quite reckless and may have resulted in very little; but at the same time he would probably be impressed if he'd never hoped at all and instead known at the time of his impending death that she would also take this type of gesture and be consigned to the void.
The eclectic mix of doors is in sight, and his adrenaline is high.] I hate them just like you do. Our captors killed us both. They're going to regret not finishing the job.