Blake remained silent, there truly wasn't anything he could say.
Every sentence that came to mind fell apart before it reached his lips.
He simply stared at Myles, at the man standing quietly in front of him.
The man who had just basically admitted that everything he was, everything he had ever been was tied to a purpose he hadn't even chosen for himself.
"..."
Who was Blake to tell him to stop?
This thought has been on his mind for some time. He had already asked himself even before discovering any of the horrible things AL-TECH did.
Of course, if anyone were to be asked this question, then the answer would seem obvious obvious.
Because destroying the world is wrong.
He thought about that at the start, so it's not as if he could deny that answer so readily.
But now, it wasn't nearly as simple.
He understood Myles a little more now, after all the discoveries.
It wasn't a complete understanding, not even close.
Myles was disturbed.
There was no denying that.
