“Helping your weapon reach your target is easy. Watching someone accept that their life is over before it ever became something is not quite as simple.”

“It’s easy to watch someone else’s life crash and burn, harder to watch your own accident up close.”

“On the road to your target, move cleverly and silently; when you reached your target, be humble and silent!”

“Generally ‘training’ went something akin to this:“So what you have to do is—“Shoot you in the fucking head with your own gun because it would be painfully easy to disarm you with the way you’re holding that weapon.“Understand?”Sin stared at the man blankly before raising his own weapon and unloading his entire clip into the paper target. He didn’t speak and didn’t even look at where he was shooting before placing the standard issued gun in front of him as he watched his ‘trainer’ expectantly.The man, whose name he had not bothered to pay attention to, gave him a strange look and examined the target as it slid closer to them from across the range. His expression became incredulous as he took in the completely obliterated ‘head’ and he turned on Sin with a frown. “You killed it.”“Yes.”“You were only supposed to immobilize it…”“Oh.”Fucking civilians.”

“Your life ain't a target for the world to shoot at. The world is a target for your life to shoot at.”

“You know damn well that it doesn’t really matter what’s going on in your life, who you just lost, how much you hate the world, or how inappropriate it is to have an attraction to someone before that mending phase has reached the acceptable zone. You’re still human and the moment you see someone attractive, you can’t help but make note of it. It’s human nature.”