In spite of all his anger at the start of the conversation, a seed of sympathy and compassion had been growing somewhere within him--and that display between the king and Weber only just made him conscious of it.

"You've read about me, so you should know that I've come into possession of countless objects of power in my lifetime. Ones that would have made me a god ten times over with the universe a veritable piece of clay in my hands to mould and shape as I please. You should also know of the sort of choices I've had to make during my travels. Ones that can border the line of what some may consider good and evil but are, in fact, what's right for the situation so I can save as many lives as possible." He paused for a moment, his expression changing, softening. "And there is the single biggest and greatest decision I had to make that continues to affect me to this very day."

And in an instant, that expression was gone. Back was a far more neutral and hardened one, his mind containing those stray feelings. He regarded them both as he folded his arms across his chest and asked, "So. What do you think?"