"Too soon," he breathed, and felt something unclench within him. It felt like a giant weight had been lifted from him. Too soon meant it wasn't some deep flaw within him, but something which could be changed and improved.

"I have been losing faith that I can overcome it," he admitted, "when I killed him..." He struggled for a moment with the words that came too hard to him. There were so many things he could say, but all he found the strength for was, "it made me weak."