[ Well, he's not about to admit weakness in front of a total stranger, especially one that can't mind his own business and leave him alone. He does remember hearing someone struggling in the pit—he might have helped, if it didn't involve him actually having to enter said pit.
The yawning emptiness in his chest claws at him—he misses his Anemo powers.
He scoffs at Sinclair's words, letting his face morph into a sneer. ]
Reason? You need a reason?
[ The kind get hurt. The caring suffer. This man, he thinks, has not suffered enough yet, and he's not nice enough to try to stop him. ]
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The yawning emptiness in his chest claws at him—he misses his Anemo powers.
He scoffs at Sinclair's words, letting his face morph into a sneer. ]
Reason? You need a reason?
[ The kind get hurt. The caring suffer. This man, he thinks, has not suffered enough yet, and he's not nice enough to try to stop him. ]
Fine. Don't blame me if you get hurt in the end.