[Probably better that she doesn't know that the guy who committed mass genocide was only thirteen at the time, then.

He's shaking his head, his good hand rising to grip at his bangs as he just tries to get a grip.]

He... It was to test his strength. I wasn't worth killing. He left me alive in cowardice.

Killing him avenges the dead. Lets them rest.

[It doesn't matter what else the future holds, not if that man's death is in it.]