No, Enjolras himself is still terrified of the darkness that crops up in him sometimes, when he thinks about the fear and what it did to him, and the rage that he's not really had the chance to displace, though he knows he needs to find a better outlet for it there.
He means the apology, at any rate, even if he's no idea how one starts to find a way out of such a dark place. He's shaking his head now, hair flying around his head like some sort of a halo as he tries to displace the thought. A rather grim sort of an angel, perhaps, if ever there was. Saint Michael, with his blazing sword, but in a place he'd hope it was not needed...
"In the future that I saw," He starts, still unnerved a little by the mood that took him, "There was no need for tortures of the sort that... As Satan shall be no more, Michael shall be no more..." He muses, words soft. "And I believe them too, even now. I need to contain or be rid of it, this darkness within me. It does no one any good to cling to it, especially now, Your ideas are MUCH better than that. Becoming part of their lives, fitting in. Smarter by far, that's all I can say."
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He means the apology, at any rate, even if he's no idea how one starts to find a way out of such a dark place. He's shaking his head now, hair flying around his head like some sort of a halo as he tries to displace the thought. A rather grim sort of an angel, perhaps, if ever there was. Saint Michael, with his blazing sword, but in a place he'd hope it was not needed...
"In the future that I saw," He starts, still unnerved a little by the mood that took him, "There was no need for tortures of the sort that... As Satan shall be no more, Michael shall be no more..." He muses, words soft. "And I believe them too, even now. I need to contain or be rid of it, this darkness within me. It does no one any good to cling to it, especially now, Your ideas are MUCH better than that. Becoming part of their lives, fitting in. Smarter by far, that's all I can say."