when you destroyed the wall, you changed our lives forever. you tore apart families, instilled a fear into generations that had already been festering. do you feel guilty? do you wish you’d turned and run?
*that … is exactly what it is. you killed those people.
( eyes follow the movements of the book, fingers twitching at his sides. she doesn’t sound accusatory, just saying it how it is. )
when will you stop using it?
i .. don't like saying it like that. i'm cleansing the world of its filth.
( book is snapped shut, tucked gently under his arm. he carries it so cautiously, like one wrong move will result in its spontaneous combustion. )
( his eyes widen. there must be thousands of names in here, not that she can understand the writing. )
huh … guess it is a lot. you … you killed all these people?