Everyone keeps tellin' me it weren't my fault. Dunno if it's because they think I'm stupid and can't think for meself, or 'cause this place really does mess people up all the time. But...

[How can he articulate this? Even with Fidelio, it felt nigh impossible to talk about.]

...Part of me was thinkin'. I enjoyed it. Felt good crushin' someone weaker than me, even if that someone was a friend.