When Abel said he wanted to bring Joaquin back from the dead just to kill him again, he was dead serious. Death was an all too merciful end for someone like Joaquin. Abel didn't try to hide his hands from what he had done. In his life, he committed worse crimes than Joaquin could ever have committed.
The only difference between Abel and Joaquin was that Abel never denied his actions perpetrated against anyone. Those who harbored resentment against him – he knew them all, and he had given each of them the opportunity for revenge.
Wasn't that the rule? To accept that one's actions, in one way or another, come back to oneself?
So why was Joaquin so pitiful?
Abel watched as Joaquin, mercilessly beaten, crawled on the ground. Joaquin's bones and wounds were healing, but the pain caused by Abel persisted. It was excruciating, and Abel knew that. He had been through this hell more times than he could count.