He watched her leave, a flicker of something across his face, before he sighed, knowing that she was safer this way. He actually jumped when Jashah spoke, before snorting in amusement. "Like crap. I remember every life between this one and the one with Barid and Verdelet, when the three of us ran the multiplanarverse. There were good points, but all I seem to dwell on is the low ones. A character flaw, if you want."<br/><br/>He sighed, his head rolling around as one hand rubbed his neck. "You know what? You are the only one new to this zoo I call a life. All the others I met before, different lives, different names, similar personalities though. Souls apparently do have some bearing on the being you become. And all of them have at least one life where I failed them utterly. Vorela is actually the worst one, six lives like that, but out of several thousands of lives, a handful of failures wouldn't be that bad, except for that character flaw. Hence my sociopath tendencies, I think. Good for a commander, bad for a husband, lover, protector, father, and dad though. I will apologize later, once I am less scared for them."<br/><br/>He sighed, and pressed his fingers in deeper, before turning to Jashah. "I think the corruption is done enough, would you mind making the screaming stop in the next session please? My own screams, I mean. Those failures plus the corruption are just too much danger for them. I will not fail them like I did in those other lives, Jashah, and most certainly not by my own hand.<br/><br/>Inari was right, keeping memories through reincarnations is a terrible, terrible thing to suffer through. I figured that out, right at the end of my first life, the one with Barid and Verdelet, all of us together. Made some kind of counter agent for our condition, but didn't live long enough to get it to them. Didn't live long enough to even move the syringes with the agent away from the filling station."<br/><br/>He sighed, before turning back to the door, despair and regret flicking across his face, before looking down at his hands, slowly flexing them, speaking almost to himself, clearly not paying attention to his surroundings. "I want to hold them all so bad it is driving me mad. But I am never going to physically hurt them. Don't want to hurt them at all, but still just a stupid, impulsive mortal with far too much power."