“There’s a killer inside you… ” :'^)
“maker’s breath, do you think i don’t KNOW THAT?!” letting his voice raise to a shout on the last words, cullen spun around on his heel without warning and slammed his fist into the wall as hard as he could. judging by the explosion of pain that erupted in his knuckles, he would be nursing a very tender and very colourful bruise for the next few days, but he really couldn’t bring himself to be concerned about that at the moment. with a wordless, angry noise, he shook his hand hard to work some of the pain out of it before whirling around to pace. “i know what i’ve done, ahvir. do you think i could forget that? every mage i slaughtered, EVERY life i took --- none of that has left my head! i know what i am, inquisitor.”
he stopped in his tracks and rocked back on his heels, closing his eyes and sucking in a deep breath. when he next spoke, he voice had quieted somewhat, but the intensity had not dulled. “you knew what i was when you started this. i am trying my best to change that, but--- if you cannot allow me time for that, if this is TRULY what you think of me, then perhaps you should leave.
