Darius frowned at him. "I'm not a holy man. I don't see why I should forgive someone who murdered my friend. I don't even know how to. I don't feel any desire to and feel like I'd be betraying him as he wouldn't want me to." He sighed and shook his head. "I know. I'm being difficult. I came to you for help and I'm not listening. I just don't feel like it's giving me answers. I feel like you're just using me to help the poor. And maybe you aren't. It's just what it feels like."