[After Cole's inner circle quest. -Spirit Cole]
Blackwall: I hear you found the templar that killed you.
Cole: Yes. His hurt is healed. So is mine.
Blackwall: Just like that? How do you forgive someone who does that to you?
Cole: He was frightened. The other templars were older. He didn't know what to do.
Cole: Afraid of them, afraid of me, can't face it, lock it away and pretend it wasn't real.
Cole: He fled far away, tried to forget, to be someone new.
Blackwall: He deserved to be punished.
Cole: He was.
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Blackwall: This templar who hurt you... you made him forget?
Cole: Yes. He knows he left the templars, but I'm not there. He just knows they made him someone he didn't want to be.
Blackwall: Why did you do that? You shouldn't have taken that from him.
Cole: Why?
Blackwall: Taking away a bad memory is one thing. Taking away guilt is another. Without that guilt, it's as though he never killed you.
Cole: Isn't the world better that way?
Blackwall: I... I don't know.
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Cole: I understand. Making the templar forget what he did to me is like making you forget Rainier.
Blackwall: I... Yes. Perhaps.
Cole: My pain was his pain. It made the amulet not work. We both had to let it go.
Blackwall: But now he doesn't remember what he did.
Cole: Isn't me not hurting more important than him being punished?
Blackwall: [Sighs.] We are a pair, you and I. The victim and the murderer. If it helps you, lad, then I am glad you forgave him.
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Cole: You think that if you forget, you will become like that again. But you're not him. You have other things to carry. You can put the bodies down.
Blackwall: Thankyou.
[After Cole's inner circle quest. -Human Cole]
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Blackwall: I hear you found the templar that hurt you.
Cole: Yes. I tried to kill him. I thought it would fix it, fix me.
Blackwall: Did it?
Cole: No. But I'm more real now. I'll remember.
Blackwall: Good. Remembering is the only way you learn.
Cole: It hurts.
Blackwall: It does.
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Blackwall: So now that you've dealt with the templar, you're a real boy?
Cole: Realer.
Blackwall: Good enough. I suppose you'll stop looking into people's heads soon? And you might want to look into, I don't know, eating.
Cole: Blech.
Blackwall: Oh, are we at that stage? Spitting everything up? At least you've mastered walking.
Blackwall: Soon you'll be eating properly. Then drinking. Then drinking for real. Then girls.
Cole: You know a lot about girls.
Blackwall: You're supposed to stop looking in my head.
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Blackwall: What do you think your templar is doing now? Trying to make a new life for himself?
Cole: Stop. It isn't about you.
Blackwall: What?
Cole: Callier. His family. His children. You wonder if some part of them watches you still.
Cole: You wonder if they want you to feel guilty, if they want you to make up for what you did... but they don't.
Cole: If they're watching, all they want is not to have died. It isn't about you.
Blackwall: [Sighs.] We are a pair, you and I. The victim and the murderer.