Nigredo was granted a smile for that, without any mocking in it. "I don't think you'd need too steep a learning curve. You're likely smarter than me." Given freely, but the second subject had trailed off despite Albedo's wanting. He frowned suddenly at his hand, as if noticing something there, and leaned in to peer closer.

...Which, of course, was a farce, and he kissed Nigredo's cheek before jumping back with a laugh. "It makes sense," he agreed, then put a finger to his cheek. "But to move back to the other topic at hand, would you disagree? Anyone renowned for their abilities and actions have likely taken a life somewhere along the way. Idealists are the most dangerous, for they are those that justify taking lives for their causes. And then you have weapons, like us, and-- Where is the dividing line between targets and people of worth?"

He held his hands out as if to question, then shook his head. "...I'm digressing. Yes, it implies that no one named holy is truly clean, and the blood of eons rests on any hands called as blessed." His head tipped, eyes shining somewhat. This was a subject he found pleasure in, it seemed. "A justifiable murder is a killing all the same. To humans, at least," he added with a grin, showing the whole rant as a sham of halves, an argument he only half-believed.