[It's difficult to digest; his eyes shift in near-constant motion as confusion and vague horror take hold of his expression. That someone would decide themselves so superior to others as to kill them for the crime of their birth.. it's abhorrent to everything he holds sacred.
His tongue feels sour, and he looks at Lily with a helpless sadness]
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His tongue feels sour, and he looks at Lily with a helpless sadness]
I don't understand..