Saw the proof? Why, he'd been so focused on caring for his children and figuring out if he needed to avenge their parents that his brain had hardly considered what he'd seen on television. And when he tries to recall that information, reform the images on those screens all those years ago, he... is too high to do so. And that just pisses him off. So he takes a step to the side, squaring up his stance a bit for some Wizard punches, when... his foot slides a bit.
The drugs are keeping him from assuming a fighting stance. Throwing a punch would be... dangerous in this state. Just like combining coffee with a sedative. So instead he just starts yelling!
"Why would I be asking you, if I saw the proof?!" There's a sharp exhale from his nose as he glares at the woman, a scowl forming on his face. "Stop fucking with me, I get it! That monstrous piece of shit is the only reason I have a family! He killed my father, he killed all of them, because he's a heinous godsdamned monster." Deep, sharp breath in, short, sharp breath out. "He's a monster. I get it, I-"
Wait. What the fuck.
"The Protector's... a monster?" His eyes go wide and his jaw drops, partially because he's high enough that his body is just along for the ride his emotions are embarking on. Y'know, Sxicq is their planet and also alive and the monsters don't have to die and can talk and have dreams so uh.
He just kind of flops down onto his butt and starts opening up a list of all the Knight deaths and their causes. One of the perks of being a maybe-obsessed "fan" of this yearly event is that even if he's high, he knows where to find this stuff. But if there's any inconsistency, well... he might kill the Wizard here and now. For good.
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The drugs are keeping him from assuming a fighting stance. Throwing a punch would be... dangerous in this state. Just like combining coffee with a sedative. So instead he just starts yelling!
"Why would I be asking you, if I saw the proof?!" There's a sharp exhale from his nose as he glares at the woman, a scowl forming on his face. "Stop fucking with me, I get it! That monstrous piece of shit is the only reason I have a family! He killed my father, he killed all of them, because he's a heinous godsdamned monster." Deep, sharp breath in, short, sharp breath out. "He's a monster. I get it, I-"
Wait. What the fuck.
"The Protector's... a monster?" His eyes go wide and his jaw drops, partially because he's high enough that his body is just along for the ride his emotions are embarking on. Y'know, Sxicq is their planet and also alive and the monsters don't have to die and can talk and have dreams so uh.
He just kind of flops down onto his butt and starts opening up a list of all the Knight deaths and their causes. One of the perks of being a maybe-obsessed "fan" of this yearly event is that even if he's high, he knows where to find this stuff. But if there's any inconsistency, well... he might kill the Wizard here and now. For good.