Blinking a bit, Heather shook her head. “No, it’s fine…” She would have to get over it. This was too important for her to dwell on emotions. Listening to him, she wasn’t sure of what to say. Should she blame him? Or console him? It was all a bit too weird. “Listen, it’s not your fault.” She tried to man up and be nice. “You were just following some stupid instructions.” This … wasn’t working was it? “If it had worked, Silent Hill might have been a bit better off.”
“There’s still a chance it could work, if we get all the Seals back to the church and manage to keep God from gutting me while I work.” He would damn well do it right this time, if he had any ounce of humanity left by the time they got there. Vincent took a deep breath, watching the monsters with unease. “Hey…Heather.” His tone was meek, fearful. “Promise me, if I stop being myself…if I get like them-” He hesitated, fearing the thought of it. “Kill me. I don’t want to live my life like those things.” He had thought them benevolent once, God’s beloved children. Now he dreaded the thought of joining their number. How many of them had been like him before? Human, and simply lost.
She laughed a bit, but instantly realized that was horrible. “Sorry… but, you’re serious? Like, we might be able to end it?” She smiled, genuinely for once, that would be great. But he spoke again, snapping her out. The words made her brain freeze. Her mouth hung ajar slightly, as she struggled for words to say. She would do it if it happened, but it felt weird saying she would. Swallowing she brought herself to speak. “Okay.” There really wasn’t much else she could say to that.
“Thank you.” He smiled softly, happy to know that at least she would honor his wishes, or so he hoped. “We…we could stop her, and send her back if we got all of the seals together. We just need sacred ground to finish the ritual on, but the Church isn’t the only place. I know some places where she may not be able to find us as easily that are just as holy..” Everything was useless without the Seals though.