Droids then, were definitely closer to Akuma than shinigami were. As far as he could tell, they were exactly the same except for maybe the point where they didn't wear the skins of humans. But the mindless slaughter, that was where he took issue with it.
His hands balled into fists on his lap. He hated this place. Hated how weak he was here and how he'd completely lost any ability to perform his duties as an Exorcist. In his own world, he would've have even blinked at destroying a machine like this, but here, here he had to tolerate that kind of terrible bloodlust and complete disregard for life.
As it was, he had nothing he could say, nothing to reply with. HK-47 was the same as an Akuma to him and his only regret was being unable to keep him from hurting others anymore.
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His hands balled into fists on his lap. He hated this place. Hated how weak he was here and how he'd completely lost any ability to perform his duties as an Exorcist. In his own world, he would've have even blinked at destroying a machine like this, but here, here he had to tolerate that kind of terrible bloodlust and complete disregard for life.
As it was, he had nothing he could say, nothing to reply with. HK-47 was the same as an Akuma to him and his only regret was being unable to keep him from hurting others anymore.