"I guess I should enjoy this," he says, "because it's probably the only time I'm gonna feel smarter than you."
But he's not. He's just feeling the magnitude of the task in front of him. How the hell did he ever think he was gonna be able to do this?
Okay. He has to start somewhere.
"Jedao," he says, shifting forward again. "You lived in a world where it's impossible to be a good person. You're either complicit, or you're dead, or you're actively evil." He says 'evil' without a trace of irony; he really believes in it. "You tried anyway. And you did a pretty bad job. But you didn't do a bad job because you tried, and you sure as hell didn't do a bad job because you didn't burn everything down when you had half a chance."
He feels like he's trying to speak another foreign language here.
"Deciding to fight them was the right thing to do." He can't put it any more clearly than that.
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"I guess I should enjoy this," he says, "because it's probably the only time I'm gonna feel smarter than you."
But he's not. He's just feeling the magnitude of the task in front of him. How the hell did he ever think he was gonna be able to do this?
Okay. He has to start somewhere.
"Jedao," he says, shifting forward again. "You lived in a world where it's impossible to be a good person. You're either complicit, or you're dead, or you're actively evil." He says 'evil' without a trace of irony; he really believes in it. "You tried anyway. And you did a pretty bad job. But you didn't do a bad job because you tried, and you sure as hell didn't do a bad job because you didn't burn everything down when you had half a chance."
He feels like he's trying to speak another foreign language here.
"Deciding to fight them was the right thing to do." He can't put it any more clearly than that.