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"Don't... Don't put the blame on me, I've been at your side for thousands of years-- I'm not to blame because you're sick in the head," mumbled Terra before he could really help himself. There was a lot he let Lucifer say, without reacting to. He'd heard him threaten to kill hundreds of people in the most brutal of ways and Terra had joined in to appease him.
But Crocella wasn't a bad person. She had chosen to turn her back on Lucy, which Terra didn't agree with, but she didn't deserve her potential baby being murdered. Terra couldn't pretend to like that decision - it horrified him to his core. That baby would be half-demon; any demon was worth protecting.
"Terra, go. Go lay down, seriously. Before you say something--"
"It is sick, though! I-It's not right, Lucy. I... I think it's a-awful."
But Crocella wasn't a bad person. She had chosen to turn her back on Lucy, which Terra didn't agree with, but she didn't deserve her potential baby being murdered. Terra couldn't pretend to like that decision - it horrified him to his core. That baby would be half-demon; any demon was worth protecting.
"Terra, go. Go lay down, seriously. Before you say something--"
"It is sick, though! I-It's not right, Lucy. I... I think it's a-awful."