[With his blade thrust through an overgrown insect's palate, Solomon doesn't look anything like the man Takasugi met aboard Thesa. There he'd seen a man so alien - bleached white with a smile as sallow as the rest of him - he didn't even belong among the stars.
Those foreign, human qualities, have been devoured by the swamp.
But poise hasn't left him.
Not unrefined; he's simply a man who leaves corpses in his wake.
Takasugi almost looks proud, smiling as he approaches the felled beast. There's nothing interesting about it-]
This thing can take the blame as the source of their concerns.
Sorry, but I'm taking credit for it. [Says the man who has probably never been sorry in his life.]
yeah he's gonna dick it down
Those foreign, human qualities, have been devoured by the swamp.
But poise hasn't left him.
Not unrefined; he's simply a man who leaves corpses in his wake.
Takasugi almost looks proud, smiling as he approaches the felled beast. There's nothing interesting about it-]
This thing can take the blame as the source of their concerns.
Sorry, but I'm taking credit for it. [Says the man who has probably never been sorry in his life.]