第7页:Cole & Cassandra 科尔与卡珊德拉(2)
展开Cassandra: If you are to fight alongside us, Cole, I expect you to follow orders.
Cassandra: The Inquisitor believes you wish to help, but I will not allow you to threaten innocents.
Cole: Yes. Help the hurt, save the small. If I become a demon, cut me down.
Cassandra: Do not doubt me. I will do it.
Cole: Good.
Cassandra: You're... serious, aren't you?
Cole: Yes. I hope you are, too.
Cole: You're a better Seeker than Lambert. You care about everyone.
Cassandra: You knew Lord Seeker Lambert?
Cole: I killed him. He cared more about stopping mages than protecting people.
Cassandra: You killed the Lord Seeker.
Cole: Pathetic mages. Crush them at Andoral's Reach or starve them out. Doesn't matter which.
Cole: I need an example, Seekers succeeding, seizing power. Overthrow the Divine, triumphant in the eyes of the Maker.
Cassandra: I... am uncertain whether to believe you.
Cole: You believe I killed him.
Cassandra: Cole, do you have any proof about what you claim Lord Seeker Lambert did?
Cole: I was there. I didn't need proof.
Cassandra: But he could have been brought to justice. There are rules...
Cole: He used rules to hurt people. He always found a way to be right, even when he killed my friend.
Cassandra: You had a friend?
Cole: A pretty templar. She died protecting Rhys and me, but she got better.
Cassandra: I... don't even want to know what that means.
Cassandra: Cole, you killed Lord Seeker Lambert so he wouldn't hurt people.
Cole: Yes. Thank you for remembering. Sometimes people forget me.
Cassandra: Is that why you went to Therinfal?
Cole: Most sounded the same, but the leaders they listened to were hurt, hollowed, sick with a new song.
Cole: They swallowed lies until they sang with darker music. The sound hollowed them.
Cole: I wanted them to stop me if I harmed people, but I had to stop them instead.
Cole: Oh, wait. You had a question.
Cassandra: Perhaps we should think of something more... pleasant.
Cole: Like helping people?
Cassandra: Yes, like that.
Cole: Oh. That makes more sense.
Cassandra: Why do you look at me when you say that?
Cole: You found faith, not just a feeling. It was a spirit.
Cassandra: We do not need to speak of this further.
Cole: I'm a spirit that touched a body, you're a body that touched a spirit. We're the same but backwards!
Cassandra: Please, stop.
Cole: It's you, Cassandra.
Cole: Breathing from the belly, cold air warmed, stones beneath me, candle before me, Maker all around.
Cole: Then nothing, empty, I'm cut, cauterized, then caught, cleansed by a light that carries me home.
Cole: You're thinking backwards. You don't have faith because of the spirit. The spirit came because of your faith.
Cole: It's you.
Cassandra: Thank you, Cole. I appreciate that.
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