[Tyki drinks more, savoring the taste - a fine last meal.] I didn't choose this, it chose me. Noah are the chosen ones, descendants of the original Noah. We're meant to reshape the world, yet every angle sees us as monsters. God himself flooded the world, drowned those not in the Ark.
[Is he justifying himself anymore? He's not sure. There's so much ground and not enough need for cover.] I have more sins that you can count.