That so... [He almost wants to ask what he was doing that made that choice so obvious for him, but he leaves that be for now. Especially since the curiosity actually does earn a bit of amusement out of him, a grin climbing to his lips and showing those sharp teeth while he does so.]

Now ain't that the million dollar question? Could be that the Admiral's idea of good or moralistic or whatever-the-fuck is different than Heaven or Hell's definitions of it. Or that maybe I changed for the better when I got knocked off my pedestal of being an Overlord and put onto a collar and leash, hard to say without knowin' what that standard even is. [Another drink and a shrug.] Wasn't a good enough change for Heaven, anyway.