Eyes behind his helmet widening for a split-second in surprise before again narrowing in suspicion "Are you saying that this item transformed you into the appearance that I see now? What would you name yourself to be before it worked its vile influence upon you?"<br/><br/>There was little that was yet capable of surprising Morr and the revelation that this beast might have once been a man was one of these things, however, as he had to admit, he would certainly not put it out of reach of the range of capabilities of one of these foul artifacts that held a demon's might.<br/>Something in him demanded that he simply let the beast be culled, be wise and remove any and all insecurity that came with this creature's existence, namely that even if it had once been a man, the obvious influence of the item, if one believed its words, could have changed not only its appearance, but also its intentions.<br/><br/>But goodness was not operating on something as mundane as wisdom. It was obvious that this creature must have known that coming here would be literal suicide, but if even against this danger it was willing to give its life just to deliver a highly dangerous item, then the purpose would demand it to be granted a chance, or rather reward for its service, understanding and patience for its obvious predicament. Love for the loveless, mercy for the merciless...