[ Say such a statement so blatantly, Maximum Ride.~ If they were tracing any other subject, he would tease her. As it is, he accepts it without silence. He doesn't fight her words.

Instead-- ]

I have to want to kill him. I would possibly like him, given time. He's amusing in ways.

[ But Caim was nothing to Albedo now. And that meant everything. ]

But Dai wants to kill him again. He wants him dead, in a way I can understand. Dai loves Caim, more than anything, but when you're torn from something fragile, a hate rises up, as sharp and shattered as your love, and that's what's here.

[ I know that situation. The words are obvious and unsaid. ]

So Dai will kill him and take Caim's power, and that world will continue, without missing any of its elemental forces. It's about love, though, you see? Only by giving into hate, is it possible to try to get rid of that poison--

[ He snarls the word without meaning to. This isn't what he wanted to say. ]

...It's always about love, Max. It's always love.