(Color climbs high on his cheeks and he takes the brief pauses to collect himself. For the most part. Kindness is foreign to him and it strikes him hard each time it is given without a desire for repayment. He can't understand anything or anyone in the world being...selfless. Not anymore.)

He will never be held accountable. (He can tell there might be more than simple friendship between the two Reapers (ex Reapers?) but it doesn't concern him.) I am thirteen and I am a full noble in the eyes of Her Majesty, the Queen and my country. There is no room for me to be a child, though -

I do like my games.