[No-- part of him needs to get this off of his chest.]

Maybe in this city, but if my dreams hold any truth? Then That Life doesn't have near the same luxuries. People would die from less every day...and as a general on the losing side of a Civil War, I wouldn't be afforded a Magician's help so easily.

[Koumei levelled his gaze upon Garnet from over his milkshake, his eyes passive and even accepting of his supposed fate.]

Santiago doesn't frighten me, not after witnessing Hell itself.