[ Did he...? Did he think it was necessary? It was, wasn't it? It's what the Regent demanded they do. Yes, isn't that what made it necessary?
But Howl is quiet, and this time the silence lasts much longer. Avoiding eye contact with Ciel, he tears bites from the sandwich with his long black nails, almost like a child playing with his food. It isn't until he's on the final piece that he speaks again. ]
...There was a war going on in my world before I came here. Our king, the one I'd sworn allegiance to when I graduated from the Sorcerer's Academy, was waging an assault on a neighboring country... The justification was transparently flimsy. I'd long ago refused to be a member of his military, which made me both a pariah and an outlaw, but... I didn't care. My freedom is what mattered most to me, including my freedom to refuse the crown's call to war.
And my freedom to be with Calcifer. [ his.. friend, who he's told Ciel about before, albeit in coded language.
He sets the final square of sandwich back on his plate and glances cautiously at Ciel. ]
I was an active participant in the war, before everything was lost, but it was as more of a... saboteur. I remember feeling that my involvement, in that sense, was necessary. To interfere and obstruct their war mages and airships...
[ His willingness back then to throw himself entirely at stopping their bombs, even at the cost to himself, has clear parallels to the conflict here in Horos. So why does it not feel the same? ]
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But Howl is quiet, and this time the silence lasts much longer. Avoiding eye contact with Ciel, he tears bites from the sandwich with his long black nails, almost like a child playing with his food. It isn't until he's on the final piece that he speaks again. ]
...There was a war going on in my world before I came here. Our king, the one I'd sworn allegiance to when I graduated from the Sorcerer's Academy, was waging an assault on a neighboring country... The justification was transparently flimsy. I'd long ago refused to be a member of his military, which made me both a pariah and an outlaw, but... I didn't care. My freedom is what mattered most to me, including my freedom to refuse the crown's call to war.
And my freedom to be with Calcifer. [ his.. friend, who he's told Ciel about before, albeit in coded language.
He sets the final square of sandwich back on his plate and glances cautiously at Ciel. ]
I was an active participant in the war, before everything was lost, but it was as more of a... saboteur. I remember feeling that my involvement, in that sense, was necessary. To interfere and obstruct their war mages and airships...
[ His willingness back then to throw himself entirely at stopping their bombs, even at the cost to himself, has clear parallels to the conflict here in Horos. So why does it not feel the same? ]