...I was just a year or so older than you. It was after we started our vigilante group, and we were going after a few thugs that had been roughing up some of the villagers. We didn't expect them to actually be armed. We were young and stupid and thought we could take on anything.

[There's a bitter brittle tone about his voice.] They attacked us with knives, and I got into a fight with one of them over his knife. I managed to knock him out and take it, and turned around just to see one with a gun about to shoot G.

...So I stabbed him. [It was utter adrenaline reaction, all he could think about at that moment was to save his best and oldest friend.]