[Dex would have fallen back on his usual platitude of 'That sounds hard. Really hard' when he heard about things that he knew required a sense of empathy he just didn't feel but he couldn't put that down because at its core, it was a lie. Instead, what he found himself saying was:]
You're doing better than me. It sounds like you still have something of a conscience and can actually still care about people. I don't have any of that. No conscience, no empathy, nothing that most people can feel on the inside. Everything I do that makes it seem like have that inside me is just based off of a lot of careful tutelage when I was young so I could at least mimic and just barely fake it.
I had a reason not to for a long time. But she died.
[Then he paused and sent another message right after that.]
She was murdered. And I lost control after I learned that. I thought maybe I couldn't find my way back but here in Folkmore, I think maybe I've found someone again to help keep me on the right path.
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You're doing better than me. It sounds like you still have something of a conscience and can actually still care about people. I don't have any of that. No conscience, no empathy, nothing that most people can feel on the inside. Everything I do that makes it seem like have that inside me is just based off of a lot of careful tutelage when I was young so I could at least mimic and just barely fake it.
I had a reason not to for a long time. But she died.
[Then he paused and sent another message right after that.]
She was murdered. And I lost control after I learned that. I thought maybe I couldn't find my way back but here in Folkmore, I think maybe I've found someone again to help keep me on the right path.