Rocco's quiet words instantly brought the sound of chewing from the opposite cell to a halt. Silence lingered for a moment before a hoarse, unnatural voice responded, "No, thank you for your kindness, but I am not in need—"
"Kid, do you have a way out?"
The calm voice vanished, replaced by the sudden appearance of a pair of dim, crimson eyes. This was the first time Rocco had seen any emotion in those red eyes.
"If we leave, we will only harm others. Here, with simple meals and daily prayers, I find peace."
"Bullsh*t! Why should we rot in this forsaken place for the sake of fools outside?" The voice, now filled with anger and resentment, starkly contrasted with the calm tone from moments before.
"Christ wouldn't want us to leave," the voice continued, returning to its serene state.
Despite it being the same voice, it sounded like two entirely different people were speaking.
"Jesus also said that if you don't trouble yourself with worries, others can't trouble you either. It's because of your heart—you can't let go!"
The calm voice fell silent for a long time before speaking again, softer now. "This is all my fault. My negligence caused all of this. If not for me, none of it would have happened."
Moments later, the furious voice returned, this time accompanied by a sinister laugh. "Ha! Aelred, you're something else. So righteous. You think locking yourself in here makes up for your conscience?! I came from you. Did you ever consider my thoughts, my desires?!"
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