It's not painful, just uncomfortable. [ Cale knows pain, deeply and intimately. He has yet to experience anything he would truly consider painful in this world and he hopes it stays that way.
But Viktor is persistent. Now that Cale understands what the man is asking him he falls silent, considering how he should explain this. He leans back, shifting into a more comfortable position, and sighs.
His expression quickly turns cold and serious. ]
There was an existence that had fallen into darkness since the moment it was born. The only thing lighting up the darkness in its life was torches, and it had never even seen the light of the sun.
It was being forced to become an existence without rationality.
It had to suffer through its loneliness, without any family or anything to lean on.
It was tortured and abused every day, and was only left alone when it was barely alive.
[ Cale pauses. ]
It was only four years old.
[ There was something different about his tone as he spoke; the normal indifference feeling almost icy to start, but seems to melt away until there is an undertone of fury and sorrow.
Raon has come so far since then, and even gotten his revenge, yet Cale still hates to think about his youngest's past. ]
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cw: mention of abuse/torture
But Viktor is persistent. Now that Cale understands what the man is asking him he falls silent, considering how he should explain this. He leans back, shifting into a more comfortable position, and sighs.
His expression quickly turns cold and serious. ]
There was an existence that had fallen into darkness since the moment it was born. The only thing lighting up the darkness in its life was torches, and it had never even seen the light of the sun.
It was being forced to become an existence without rationality.
It had to suffer through its loneliness, without any family or anything to lean on.
It was tortured and abused every day, and was only left alone when it was barely alive.
[ Cale pauses. ]
It was only four years old.
[ There was something different about his tone as he spoke; the normal indifference feeling almost icy to start, but seems to melt away until there is an undertone of fury and sorrow.
Raon has come so far since then, and even gotten his revenge, yet Cale still hates to think about his youngest's past. ]
That existence is my son.