Bastien
Bastien had once considered himself someone willing to do anything to survive, someone willing to scrap for themselves and claw his way to victory, but he realised as he looked at Lucas that there were some things he could never do. His types of harm had always been financial, emotional; perhaps not less serious but nothing that would kill another human being. The words coming from the demon's mouth did not convince him at all.
"So what if it has? Ego or not you deserve to be questioned for what you have done. She could have died. Does that mean nothing to you? The sun shines from that woman. There are few people so wonderful in this place." He shook his head. "I...will not actually hurt you. It seems pointless when neither of us can truly feel pain. But you had better stay away from the both of us. Do you understand?"
"So what if it has? Ego or not you deserve to be questioned for what you have done. She could have died. Does that mean nothing to you? The sun shines from that woman. There are few people so wonderful in this place." He shook his head. "I...will not actually hurt you. It seems pointless when neither of us can truly feel pain. But you had better stay away from the both of us. Do you understand?"
