"Since the days of Drakon, the executioner has had to hone their blade-work day and night. Every single strike must be more resolute than the last, lest pain take root. This is done for the sake of those going to their deaths, and for oneself."
"Forgive me, but I cannot grow numb to such a practice."
"No, child. I do not wish for you to grow accustomed to this. I only want you to consider why the dead suffer. Then, let each of your touches be more resolute than the last. Walk alongside the dead, and cherish them as you cherish life... and you will no longer hear those discordant noises."
Chapter 354