[ Midnight gives a rather stern tut, but he lowers his arm, allowing the smoke to disperse as it will. Originium in such small traces won't be deadly, but once it's in one's system, it doesn't leave... Midnight knows that he needs to minimize exposing others as much as he can. ]

Mm. Well... that was a more recent revelation. Like I said, I wasn't always a soldier. I had a whole life before that, you know. Never once wanted to harm anyone... Still don't, if I'm being quite honest. I left those sorts of things to others.

[ ... Well, it fits, doesn't it? He just wanted to live, and never had a wish in his heart to hurt others. A normal life suited him, and he was allowed that for a while. In that context, the ability to harm others was completely useless. ]