[ There's a few quiet moments while he takes that in, weighing it. He's starting to understand the other side a little better, he thinks. Unfortunately, that doesn't make it easier. ]
I'm not— disparaging what you two do, or the importance of it. [ And even just that is hard to say, and feels like a betrayal of what Batman taught him, but... ] In a perfect world, it wouldn't be necessary. What I do wouldn't be necessary. But we don't live in that world, so I get it.
... He thinks I'm looking down on him for it. I'm not. I look at him, and I think, that could be me. [ He pauses, biting his cheek, trying to will himself to get this next part out. Quietly: ] I do think there are people out there that would be better off dead. The kind that won't stop, no matter what. Real monsters. But then there are people like the man who killed my parents. He was just a small time crook. A nobody. But to me? He was the worst of the worst. And I think... if I'd been alone? If I'd had the means? I might've done it.
[ It's not something he likes to dwell on. ]
So I'm not saying that taking someone's life is something unthinkable to me. It's just the opposite — I know it would be so easy to cross that line. And that's part of why it's so hard for me to just stand back and accept.
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Date: 2016-01-24 06:01 am (UTC)I'm not— disparaging what you two do, or the importance of it. [ And even just that is hard to say, and feels like a betrayal of what Batman taught him, but... ] In a perfect world, it wouldn't be necessary. What I do wouldn't be necessary. But we don't live in that world, so I get it.
... He thinks I'm looking down on him for it. I'm not. I look at him, and I think, that could be me. [ He pauses, biting his cheek, trying to will himself to get this next part out. Quietly: ] I do think there are people out there that would be better off dead. The kind that won't stop, no matter what. Real monsters. But then there are people like the man who killed my parents. He was just a small time crook. A nobody. But to me? He was the worst of the worst. And I think... if I'd been alone? If I'd had the means? I might've done it.
[ It's not something he likes to dwell on. ]
So I'm not saying that taking someone's life is something unthinkable to me. It's just the opposite — I know it would be so easy to cross that line. And that's part of why it's so hard for me to just stand back and accept.