"Yes. Someone like me shouldn't be around people.", he told the priest, looking nowhere in particular, but raising his gaze towards him soon after. "I don't mind that. Even before this curse I've been on my own. I am used to it." Betrayal was hard to bear and he rather didn't put his trust into anyone. He lowered his gaze again while he thought about it. Even without the curse it was easier to live by himself, without the constant fear of having placed his trust in the wrong people and without the fear of losing them one way or the other. All he lost so far was his own life in a sense and he didn't intend to figure out what it meant to lose someone else. "Then thank you for having me as a guest. I'd understand if you were to ask me to leave again." Not only because of the murderous curse. He'd been a bad person before and after that happened to him, he knew as much. For years he didn't question his profession and just did what his master wanted, or later, what he was paid to do. Taking a life meant as much as squishing an ant under his boot to him, but now he understood the value of life. Was the curse meant for this? Maybe. But why did others have to pay for his sins?
This priest that accommodated for him, he was way too nice and Genji almost felt bad for not telling him the whole truth about himself. Maybe his attitude would change, but Genji needed help, even if he was a selfish person once more by staying quiet. He simply shook his head, brushing the priests concern off. It didn't matter what Genji thought, the priest would continue giving him food and clothes, disregarding any concerns anyone could have. "Just be careful with it...", he mumbled, looking at the stack o clothes with the bandages inside. Finally he stood up and took the bundle to pull a piece of the tainted fabric out. He also pulled the cover off one of the many pillows, to put the bandage inside and close it up like a bag. He handed it to the priest, so he was safe while carrying it to his own quarters, or wherever he needed it. Once the priest took it from him, Genji quickly stepped back again. "Mhm... It possesses thoughts and wishes it wants seen through...", he explained before sitting back down. He didn't know if he could truly rest up, even if he tried.
This priest that accommodated for him, he was way too nice and Genji almost felt bad for not telling him the whole truth about himself. Maybe his attitude would change, but Genji needed help, even if he was a selfish person once more by staying quiet. He simply shook his head, brushing the priests concern off. It didn't matter what Genji thought, the priest would continue giving him food and clothes, disregarding any concerns anyone could have. "Just be careful with it...", he mumbled, looking at the stack o clothes with the bandages inside. Finally he stood up and took the bundle to pull a piece of the tainted fabric out. He also pulled the cover off one of the many pillows, to put the bandage inside and close it up like a bag. He handed it to the priest, so he was safe while carrying it to his own quarters, or wherever he needed it. Once the priest took it from him, Genji quickly stepped back again. "Mhm... It possesses thoughts and wishes it wants seen through...", he explained before sitting back down. He didn't know if he could truly rest up, even if he tried.