With each quiet moment, Angeal can feel the monsters slowly start to fade from the collective consciousness, leaving him with the quiet peace he has been craving for in the wake of his friend's death. It was selfish, yes, but is he not allowed one selfish thing? The want to just let go? After all, there were no reasons for his means if the end was dead.

But he has this, soft words from Genesis that do not quite register, touch he remembers of his comrade. But when the other pulls away and another voice comes into play, Angeal Penance starts to stir.

'Is it not over?'

He wants it to be, needs it so bad. The pain is nothing more then the dull beat of his heart anymore, throbbing in time and the monster's panting breathes matched to it.

Someone else. Someone who should not be here...

Penance stirs, but the growl it gives Zack is one not welcoming. Telling him to strike, to give the final blow so that the last of Angeal's lessons can be passed on.