Kahl surprises himself by missing the other boy. They'd talked so briefly, but Kahl had...liked him.
"Peter devoured children for the pleasure of toying with them," he says quietly. "Children who looked up to him, adored him, trusted him. Children who called him friend. Jamie, he once called his best friend. But he killed Jamie's mother, the better to steal him away, and treated him like a toy, to be played with and forgotten, but that always belonged to him. When Jamie fought him, he cut off his hand, kept him tied to Peter's island, an immortal prisoner, while he chewed up more children, for centuries. Jamie had to bury them all. Peter would have left them tossed aside, broken on the sand. And the Admiral said he was to be saved."
Kahl clenches his hands around the silvered cup. He would have killed more children than Peter, if he'd succeeded in summoning the Maelstrom - he probably killed more children in the collapse of Sky, in mere minutes, than Peter did in all his spiteful, capricious ages. But Kahl had not betrayed them. Had not lured them from their families with promises of flight and adventure and endless summer, had not ever been their friend. No one had ever been a friend to him, before he died.
"He tried to hurt anyone Jamie cared about, to punish him for escaping from Peter's sway. He tried to kill Corvo, when the Enposib crashed. He had pinned him under a heavy cabinet, to taunt, to hurt, to kill slowly. Corvo prayed to me. And I came."
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"Peter devoured children for the pleasure of toying with them," he says quietly. "Children who looked up to him, adored him, trusted him. Children who called him friend. Jamie, he once called his best friend. But he killed Jamie's mother, the better to steal him away, and treated him like a toy, to be played with and forgotten, but that always belonged to him. When Jamie fought him, he cut off his hand, kept him tied to Peter's island, an immortal prisoner, while he chewed up more children, for centuries. Jamie had to bury them all. Peter would have left them tossed aside, broken on the sand. And the Admiral said he was to be saved."
Kahl clenches his hands around the silvered cup. He would have killed more children than Peter, if he'd succeeded in summoning the Maelstrom - he probably killed more children in the collapse of Sky, in mere minutes, than Peter did in all his spiteful, capricious ages. But Kahl had not betrayed them. Had not lured them from their families with promises of flight and adventure and endless summer, had not ever been their friend. No one had ever been a friend to him, before he died.
"He tried to hurt anyone Jamie cared about, to punish him for escaping from Peter's sway. He tried to kill Corvo, when the Enposib crashed. He had pinned him under a heavy cabinet, to taunt, to hurt, to kill slowly. Corvo prayed to me. And I came."