Mashi nodded slightly as he ate, "Do you know who got him into them?" It was a serious question one he still didn't know the answer to, "I have seen his toxins report. It was one of the worst I had seen ever in all the years I have been doing this thing I call a job."<br/><br/>"He was dying anyways..." He had also found the damage done to him by lukemia, "Stage 3 cancer changes the way people veiw the world around them. My brother became twisted in a way that the bullet you had lined up for him was merciful."<br/><br/>He didn't fool himself thinking that the person before him could see all the fractured faces that made up the crystal that had been his little brother. Life was disgusting like that. His brother also had no magic that could have helped him get over it.<br/><br/>Some part of Mashi blamed himself. No one could be blamed for not seeing the pain the cancer brought and the relief the drugs provided, "I don't ask you forgive him but at least help me understand where it went wrong."<br/><br/>He had stopped eating by that point and had laid back to stare at the ceiling. Giving a sigh he sat up and set about finishing his meal at the least. He ran a hand through his hair trying to get his mind out of the dark place it lingered now.