[ There's little to no reaction from him when Gorre seizes the front of his robes. Pull him in, if you dare, he cares not. If anything, another laugh tumbles from his lips as he's told what he's shared is hardly unique. ]

What, do you wish to hear how I've murdered innocent children? Flayed insects alive for fun?

[ As a child, he had, actually, the insects, although it amounted to ripping their wings off. Alas, that memory is gone. He cannot share it. So much cruelty experienced throughout a life long since forgotten, leaving Gorre with none of it to draw from. ]

I am entirely self-serving, I suppose. I have no interest in letting anyone here go free. I desire for them all to fail in their campaign against Lily. To rewrite them into who I want them to be. To have a perfect world made here, over the top of this one. Is that not cruel enough for you? To want to rob them all of hope... and self...

Even you, Gorre. I would make something happier of you.