A Lead

"Have you killed someone before?" Henrick asked with a stoic expression as if he was asking about the weather. Arthur flinched and his mouth felt suddenly dry. 

This wasn't the first question that Henrick asked, but it was the one that stumped Arthur the most. His earlier questions were normal, mundane to put it more accurately. His interests, his aspirations, and his fears. Runes, to become stronger, and to be helpless were his answers respectively. 

"Yes," Arthur nodded with hesitation. Henrick looked through his monocle and it didn't react. 

"Reasons?" 

"Self-defense." 

His words were true again. At this time, Arthur remembered how he had massacred those soldiers that were trying to invade the Union. In a way, his words were true.