Ruin smirks, shoving off from the tree.

"If I look at Jason the wrong way, it's due to a choice he's made that's invited me to do so."

He sighs. Ruin doesn't want pity. Understanding is all he's ever wanted. He was a part of a greater whole, just an unpleasant part.

"It's what I do. I can do nothing but be what I am."

Trudging through the forest, away from Yrael, Ruin tries to focus his energies, repair what damage Yrael's teeth and claws had done.