"Your wish to leave is understood, Light—but…" Shinzo begun to speak in a serious tone, preparing an appropriate response to the young man's grievances.
"No, you do not understand, you understand nothing—I have been here for practically my whole life, struggling, surviving every single day. Don't tell me you know anything of my situation. I wish to leave." Light interrupted, his voice was anything but calm.
Jacob and Xenia just stared at him, they could see the frustration in his eyes, his body was laced with battle scars. They knew that the boy had endured a great ordeal for all this time. Therefore, there was nothing they could say.
"Listen to me," Shinzo started, "I have been here for millenia, I have met thousands like you, hundreds of thousands. Believe me when I say I know the frustration and pain that is caused here. But the rules have been set, and even I cannot break them."
"Rules?" Light asked him, confusion written on his face.
