"Oh I see," he set his arms on the table. "So it's alright to put me in a tomb, one that was empty mind you, while still alive because you were following orders?" he tilted his head. "Do you even know what happened to me, Michael? Or are you content to ignore it because I'm now so evil?"
He didn't wait for an answer. "I had nothing. I was convicted to an empty husk. For all purposes I was a walking corpse. I, just killed you Michael. Try having a few decades of nothing forced on you, by the very being you cherished the most."
His eyes were burning and when he removed his hands they left imprints in the table. "So go use the whole 'I was killed, woe be to me', on someone you didn't do something far worse to. And that on orders. I'm the entire proof we can choose. Just like these monkeys can."