[That's all he says in turn to what Roland says, a smile on his face. Seeing that the young man in front of him let go of his doubts and guilt, and gained the resolve to look forward towards the future...that was more than enough for Moriarty.
(That was what made him so deadly, after all. That he had true understanding of others, of their motives and fears and hopes and regrets, and could twist them, encourage them to his own ends and buy their loyalty in the bargain. Even if he didn't currently remember such a thing, he knew intrinsically that this was something that was part of him, part of why he was a loathsome person in the end.)
With that done, he takes a breath...before wincing.]
....This may be....a bit awkward to say....but I do need a bit of help with...changing my dressings.
[There are bandages in the room, of course, but it does smell overwhelmingly of blood, and the bandages on his upper body are already showing signs of being soaked through.]
I seem to...have gotten it worst...on my torso, though...if you wish not to, merely ask...Herbert instead for me.
[Since mostly he'd only ask a man to help with his wounds, and Hubert has mainly been the one overseeing them. Akane has been trying to help, god bless her, but his sensibilities refuse to let her see the extent of his injuries or his naked torso. Given Roland's career, he also assumes the man is used to seeing and patching up grievous injury at the very least.]
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[That's all he says in turn to what Roland says, a smile on his face. Seeing that the young man in front of him let go of his doubts and guilt, and gained the resolve to look forward towards the future...that was more than enough for Moriarty.
(That was what made him so deadly, after all. That he had true understanding of others, of their motives and fears and hopes and regrets, and could twist them, encourage them to his own ends and buy their loyalty in the bargain. Even if he didn't currently remember such a thing, he knew intrinsically that this was something that was part of him, part of why he was a loathsome person in the end.)With that done, he takes a breath...before wincing.]
....This may be....a bit awkward to say....but I do need a bit of help with...changing my dressings.
[There are bandages in the room, of course, but it does smell overwhelmingly of blood, and the bandages on his upper body are already showing signs of being soaked through.]
I seem to...have gotten it worst...on my torso, though...if you wish not to, merely ask...Herbert instead for me.
[Since mostly he'd only ask a man to help with his wounds, and Hubert has mainly been the one overseeing them. Akane has been trying to help, god bless her, but his sensibilities refuse to let her see the extent of his injuries or his naked torso. Given Roland's career, he also assumes the man is used to seeing and patching up grievous injury at the very least.]