The red-haired man just kept an intent gaze on the woman, his brows furrowed in an uncertain glare. What the boy said might've been true- either way, a crime was a crime; and there was still the chance of her having kil-... She confirmed it. She had indeed killing someone. Whimsical tilted his head to the side, keeping himself from speaking right now- not wishing to interrupt her as she went ahead with her story. At first, he was assuming that her action was a mindless revenge, an act of impulse- forgiveable, but certainly dangerous. Impulses could take the life of many- including her own. Still, he didn't make his thoughts audible. As she continued though, Whimsical started to understand- still... She moved closer, and he gripped his axe tighter, just... in case. He was defensive, that was obvious.

[b]"For a hero, your sanity seems fairly insufficient."[/b] He told her, taking a step closer himself, his amber eyes staring deep at her own. The intensity of his gaze remained the same as before, though the scowl had shifted in a straight, emotionless expression. While his right hand held the axe, the left slowly- very, very slowly moved towards her face. If she allowed, he'd simply give the hood she wore a tug in order to pull it down- either way, had she allowed or not, he'd speak, taking two steps back from her. [b]"And for a hero, you still haven't learned to give priority to certain things... Such as your state of mind. It's noticeable that you're feeling guilty for your actions, which is comprehensible, but unnaceptable. If what you say is true, you've done yourself and many others a favor, slaughtering a dangerous monster. Now, if you excuse me."[/b] Honestly, Whimsical had came across other players who self-entitled themselves hero. He, on the other hand- never ever thought about calling himself that. After all, he wasn't a hero- not in reality, not in this world, neither anywhere. He was simply a man working towards his own egoistic goals; getting out of this place.

Without another word, the man started to walk off, raising his right hand to sling his axe on his back. Titan was waiting him for another round of grinding- but this time, in the unknown forest nearby...