Even if you would tell me the life you left was just as terrible?

[Life is already so hard. D knows that from ten thousand years on the Frontier. And not even knowing Abbacchio at all, D still can tell, somehow and some way, life has hurt him.

D's face doesn't move; it's only his eyes that grow a little softer in their stare.]

The man who was kind enough to return my amulet may deserve a second chance.