Lazarus

He nodded... but deep inside he was tearing himself apart. Death, he had seen so much of it, caused by his hand. Killing was a part of him. He could just kill Jarvis, Joshua and Amelia right now with his hidden magic... and nobody would ever know. He shook his head. What the fuck was he thinking?! It was too late... darkness had wriggled it's way back into his mind. He sighed, nodding again, suppressing everything. "You're right. Hopefully nothing will come to that." He looked at Joshua. "Jarvis is right. You really are a suitable candidate for this Pen fellow. As my edolas version told me, he is also a very gifted swordsman. You'd be matched at best. Even then his lacrima would be too much for you to handle alone. There is only one way to deal with a lacrima user..." he paused, grinning at Jarvis. "Beat the shit out them with magic. Their lacrima can only hold so much magical power... am I right Jarvis?" He asked. "Pen is bound to have a limited amount of lacrima as this world lost its magic long ago. Surely that's what we should do?" 

Edo-Lazarus

"You misunderstand Sasha. Killing Pen would destroy me. It is because I hold him dear to me that it would have to be done..." He paused, clenching his sword. "He was... he still is my comrade and best friend. I can't let him become something so evil as to sully his memory." He sighed and calmed down. "If anyone has to take him down... it has to be me." He wiped his eyes, looking at the empty space where Pen had been. He relaxed his grip on his sword. "What... made you fall for him? Lazarus?" He looked at her with willing eyes. Maybe she was right, and he was worthless compared to earthland Lazarus.