He stands in front of you, leaning down slightly. There's nothing he truly trusts after getting his memories back. There's a part of him that wants to reach out and snap your neck. A part of him that wants to do it to everybody. He can't stand people.

He breathes quietly, gaze focused on you. As angry as he is at the world for what he's remembered happened to him, you're the one thing he actually treasures and would follow to the ends of the earth. He's had his rampage, he's gone off the rails, and yet here in your presence, everything seems serene.

Despite his uncontrollable rage, he still managed to save you. He just wants to keep you safe, or at least, almost as much as he wants to kill his brother. "I'm more than willing to rot in hell for you," He whispers.