"What, my dear guest? Are you not convinced? Just like any other being, my children were born innocent. The cruel environment they've been set in is exactly what twisted their minds. Mind you, we're talking logically here… there is no room for emotions or biased perspectives."
'So? Do you want to defend their actions? Or are you trying to explain to me the process they went through to become like this? I'm not interested.'
Arthur retorted. He felt a chill run down his exposed spine, harmless but dreadful. He could feel Timos' gaze lock onto him, pierce his shrouded mind and peek into hidden thoughts.
"Do not misunderstand. Please. I'm bored so I'm voicing opinions, which are, undoubtedly, facts."
'Hmpf! Just because you say they are facts doesn't mean they are. The Cthulhu may have evolved, mutated, it makes no difference. I'm judging them based on what I've seen.'