"Tell me, Private Nero Grant, the greatest Neophyte alive, is it true that after you defeated Private Arter, you left him there, unconscious, within the cathedral? Is that not the same as condemning him to death?"
Nero turned his head and looked at the prosecutor oddly, which everyone knew by now meant that Nero was questioning the man's intelligence. Nero tapped his finger on the railing in front of him, before suddenly snapping his fingers.
"I've got it! It must be my mild mannered appearance and temperate character that has given you some kind of misconception. Let me tell you something, since you're not just asking questions around the main topic, shy of getting into the meat of things.
"If I wanted to kill Arter, he'd be dead. If I wanted to sabotage people, it would happen. If I had ulterior motives, or wanted to take advantage of others, it would not be an issue of timing and hiding. No one would even suspect me of such things.
