No, they wouldn’t. It was one of the few points they would manage to agree on. Reality was no fairy-tale, nor was Ky taken by a diagnosable affliction. This dark shade was part of the man, for better or worse. Whatever fate laid in store for him at the end of his lifespan, if indeed he would come to know oblivion’s embrace at all would not be pleasant.

“Hmm. Your words fail to convince me, friend. I can hear it in your voice; a hint of a lie meant to fool no one but yourself.” Crossing his arms, the blond gave his words time to settle. Thinking about what to do with the deceased, the beginnings of a suggestion starts to form in his mind, stirring his conscious into a fury. It would be a bold move to make, but it would at least take the heat off Ky for claiming the victim’s life, should they turn out to be a figure of some importance. 

“We should probably move on. Before we do that, though, there is the…ah…small matter of dealing with the body to tend to. I can make a suggestion, should you care to listen, unless you’d rather deal with this yourself?”

_{it was more than a lie to fool himself. if he said it enough… maybe it could start being truth. maybe it was wrong and maybe it wouldn’t change the cold hard facts, but it was something. a lie, as little as it was, would go a long way. he was sure of it.}

_{“i was going to leave it right here.” a suiting end to things. he would leave the body for whoever was unlucky enough to find it and be done with the situation. a fitting end to what happened out of instinct.} 

_{more to the point, it wouldn’t be the first, nor would the last time it happened. people died around him when that itch got to unbearable levels. a reason to why he stayed away from the world when it happened. it was safer that way… for everyone.}

_{“unless you have a better idea.” it didn’t matter to him as long as they were gone. the last thing he needed right now was to be on the run from some organization.}