Zelos wouldn't call destroying empires being capable, but he was aware the definition varied from person to person. Not everyone grew up with their lives and societies tailored down to the last detail by an organisation of angels. Not everyone grew up eminently aware of how damaging that kind of power was. Not everyone could see beyond their own broken motives.
... Not everyone referred to themselves in the third person, either. Zelos had certainly been guilty of it himself, but not like that. Not like he wasn't him.
He answered Valdis's question with a casual shrug. "I was rich. I had the best of everything. Women fawned over me, men were jealous of me, and people pretty much did whatever I said." And then, with a fading grin: "It's not quite the same in Keeliai."
Because it was better. Zelos would take freedom of choice over a gilded cage any day. He had enough experience with those conflicting emotions to be able to effectively hide the unhappy ones from his demeanour -- but the disparity, and the distaste for the glory days he described so cheerfully, was obvious in his mind. It wasn't enough to drown out the new suspicion of Valdis, but it was close.
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... Not everyone referred to themselves in the third person, either. Zelos had certainly been guilty of it himself, but not like that. Not like he wasn't him.
He answered Valdis's question with a casual shrug. "I was rich. I had the best of everything. Women fawned over me, men were jealous of me, and people pretty much did whatever I said." And then, with a fading grin: "It's not quite the same in Keeliai."
Because it was better. Zelos would take freedom of choice over a gilded cage any day. He had enough experience with those conflicting emotions to be able to effectively hide the unhappy ones from his demeanour -- but the disparity, and the distaste for the glory days he described so cheerfully, was obvious in his mind. It wasn't enough to drown out the new suspicion of Valdis, but it was close.