[ Will turned his head slightly, looking at James.

When he spoke next, the words he shared were ones he had considered for quite some time. If for no other reason than he recognized that, because of them, James might just kill him. ]

I have that sort of blood on my hands, James.

Not innocents, the men I killed were killers themselves. But in each instance, I had the opportunity to stop before they died under my hands ... I didn't.