Leo grit his teeth as the punch connected.
"...You've gotten stronger."He took her hands between his again.
"Sheila, look at me. Maybe I can mend wounds and make sure people live when they should die. But it hurts to see that happen to the people I care about more than it hurts to have it happen to me."He sighed and looked down.
"...I wasn't always a 'good' man, Sheila. I've told you where I'm from, and what my peers were like growing up. I suppose it's time to admit the truth... that I lied to your father when I said I left because I wanted to help people. I was forced to leave because I was worse than the people I grew up with. You know how Fezz gets sometimes, when he's hurt and scared?" "I was like that almost all of the time. Where I come from, you have to be tough to survive. Tough and mean."Leo took off a glove and showed Sheila his bare left hand for the first time. His knuckles were covered in old scars.
"I hurt... so many people. I was angry all the time. At the people I knew, at the city, at the empire, at the world. It wasn't fair that the people in the slums were treated like animals while others lived prosperous, easy lives, and even if I was beaten until I could no longer stand sometimes I was going to make someone pay for it. Joining the monastery wasn't my idea... it was my parent's. I'm... grateful, now, that they made that choice. But at the time I was bitter. I... didn't see what a bunch of spineless old men could teach me."He put his glove back on as he spoke, the words coming slowly as he forced himself to tell the woman he loved exactly who he was.
"I wasn't a good student at first. What changed me was... being forced to confront the things I had done. We went back to Anteos, maybe a few months after I was initiated, for a funeral. It was someone I'd... had a run-in with. He... died of complications I caused. And his family..."Leopoldo trailed off, staring at his hand. He was silent for several seconds.
"...I swore off violence. I didn't want to ever do that to another family. I can't help but wonder how much wrong I did in my youth. There's a lot I have to make up for. ...I hope you understand."