Following that other one... [video]

[runs_on_batteries]

If there are any kids- both big and small- who don't want to be alone right now, I'm making hot chocolate and blanket forts in the dining room.

Also, bring a blanket.

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[deductiongeek]

Conan listens silently.

"I don't believe there is anything that justifies murder," he says at last. "People have reasons for committing murder. They have excuses, and they have so many explanations for why this time, in their particular case, it was justified. But I don't understand it." A grimace. "You've told me before that you had killed before. But I can't understand it. And It isn't the job of a detective to judge and punish."

He frowns again, and is silent for a moment.

"And that wasn't justice. Not either of the incidents. Whatever his reasoning for killing, there was nothing in that but revenge. And there was nothing in that punishment of justice."

This kind of thing could not happen again.

[dredefulchilde]

“I used to be quite wicked and evil,” Joscelin explains, blowing gently on the cocoa to cool it. “Actually evil, I mean: killing for the fun of it. I wonder what changed? I know I did these things—I have those memories—but they repulse me now. I don’t understand it myself. It’s like a different Joscelin did those things and I’ve been left holding the bag.”

He has been thinking about this a lot, lately: the other Joscelin. The vampire with centuries of memories that play before Joss’s eyes like a badly tuned television—fuzzy and muted and then occasionally brilliantly clear.

“But if the vigilante is not inclined to see things in shades of gray, then I suppose that I still am the monster I once was.”