"Right, because brainwashing is super easy to turn off, especially when you're isolated from everyone outside of the situation, and you've been eased into hell like the slowly boiling frog. Wrapped tighter and tighter in someone's control, someone's willful manipulation."

Koumyou's smile is at perfect odds with his words, with the freezing rage in his eyes.

"And why? For your ego. And so you could use him as a bribe, for all your little friends. It's extremely convenient you found him right after he was discharged from the Guard, isn't it? At his lowest point in his life... before you dragged him lower?"

Still, that absolute disconnect between the soft smile of a priest and the hard eyes of a killer.

"Besides, he told you to get lost, and your reaction was to take out the love-child of a taser and a club, and come right for me."

Slowly, he steps in closer, not the least concerned with her zappy stick.

"Also, I'm not sure you realized this, because you are pretty dumb, but all your nasty little looks at him over the top of your politician smile? I was looking you right in the face for those, too. You know, standing in front of him? Clear, unobstructed view? And I saw how surprised you were when he didn't grovel for your forgiveness. You know exactly what game you've been playing on him, and you're just too big a coward to admit it out loud. Ego's that fragile, huh?"