[ Ah, okay. No apologies, then. Khun doesn't need them, in the most positive sense. He's strong, Tatara thinks.

He turns his head to press his face into the crook of his neck. He doesn't really envy Khun's past, but he thinks it says a lot about who he is. That isn't a bad thing. It's just a part of him, and maybe he doesn't like the idea of him killing, but... ]

But... [ He inhales, absorbing some of the weight. ] You do now, right? You've learned it, you've embraced it...

Would you use it if you got the chance to see him again?