Maybe it was true, and that was the only thing that Morph could really use to justify. So he shrugged. "What I do know, is that it won't happen again." Him killing, that is. Maybe it was too little too late, but it was something.
Morph preferred talking about how Vanessa helped him. "It is. More than enough, in fact." He got to his feet and went to give her a kiss, provided she didn't try to avoid him or something.