"What?" Oliver said, caught off guard by her use of that term.
Ingolsol sneered heartily at it as well. "A lesser Fragment, indeed," he said. "Your wits begin to fail you, Claudia. It will not be long before you succumb to me entirely. Why don't you try again, and choose a more fitting word?"
"I stand by it," Claudia said defiantly. "His intentions, they were innocent."
"How can a man that witnessed such slaughters and such atrocities, in a time that was far worse than ours possibly, be described as innocent, Claudia? He knew far more of the world than I do, I do suppose. Every thing that you would hope to shield the innocent from, he bore witness to," Oliver said.
"And was uncorrupted by. He looked at it all with innocent eyes. Did you not feel that in his writing, Oliver?" Claudia said.
"I don't understand that. No man who has slain thousands, and has seen tens of thousands more die by the orders he gave, could ever be innocent. That doesn't make a lick of sense," Oliver said.
