"That's true...and don't I know it," the last part was muttered on the end. The Reaper felt the weight of that responsibility for the first time. Killing the traitors of the game had been different somehow. He didn't understand why it was, but...bah.
Freedom...could he truly do his own thing now that the programming was gone? Be able to do what he wanted without anything holding him back? Perhaps...
Lost Soul sat up at that, looking at Nata. "I did break that promise...and I'm sorry that I did. I can't ask you for forgiveness. But I am sorry." Wing shuffled as he thought. "Jade, 'Kito...I will...when he awakens. Now may not be the best time. But I will."
Trust didn't come easy to him. The Reaper had never truly trusted anyone before, always the loner, the officer of the game. Answerable only to the Queen herself. But now he wasn't sure. Trust...perhaps he needed to trust in some things. He didn't know. But for now, he would trust in Nata. The Navigator was wiser than he was in this. Lost Soul sighed. Nothing was ever easy...