Sepiroth's eyes widen at Shawn's words, he never thought Shawn would admit to that. Sepiroth shuts his eyes and takes a deep breath. “yes, I have had a  similar upbringing to yours.” his hands start to quiver a little and he takes a deep breath again. “if you like.. I can tell you about it, if you wish to hear it.. but it's not really an appropriate story.. a-and it's.. hard to talk about, even though I deserved it..” he rubs his arms and says quietly. “and I'd hate to burden you with my past when you have a bad one yourself, and I am beyond salvation.” Sepiroth states this matter of factly, he's being told it all his life. “mother and father both said I deserved it, that's all I was good for..” he's talking more to himself then anyone else now, he slowly shakes himself out of it. “I'm sorry.. y-you don't need to hear me ramble.”<br/><br/><br/>Sepiroth nods slowly as he listens. “I think I understand..” he says quietly with a sad look in his eyes. “I think I do understand..” he gazes down at his own body, mentally seeing the scars under his clothing. “I'm sorry, Shawn.. that you've suffered all this time and no one's being there for you, I know what that feels like..” he looks up and smiles a little. “I may look like I couldn't fight my way out of a paper bag, but I'm pretty good with a gun.. and my job pays well when Adonis disides to pay me, and I can get money in other ways if worst comes to it.” Sepiroth sighs, that was the question he was dreading.. but he owes Shawn this. “please don't get offended when I say this, but you remind me of myself when I was younger.. and I cannot let you go down the same road I'm on.. that and..” he smiles warmly for the first time, even though Shawn cannot see him. Sepiroth looks different when he smiles like that, it makes him look healthier and more confident. “..isn't helping what friends do?”