[Wanderer knows it could be done in a couple of seconds. And if he was merciful, perhaps he would have ended it like this. But alas, he isn't. After all, he hates himself enough to try to erase himself from history.]

I know. [He is still smiling.] But I won't.

[There is determination, there is strength and there is a strong will to push forward. But never kindness. And then he sees that slight change in the other's face. Is it fear? Desperation?]

Unlike you...there is no kindness left inside of me anymore. [Then he leans in, his face close to that of his other self while he uses a free hand to take a firm hold of his chin.]

So once again I ask you...what is your name? [The grip around his other self's chin tightens.] Speak to me.