[He'll pour himself a drink next, but he does glance up at Chuuya, as if considering whether or not to say something. Apparently he decides with "not" for now, setting the bottle on the counter between the two of them and pausing just long enough to take a healthy sip from his glass.]

—I can see why you would. That wasn't exactly pleasant, by any means.

[From the sensation of losing himself to the actual physical pain of it...

That said, while there are plenty of things he regrets from his past, supermurdering Wen Chao, Jiaojiao and Core-Melting Hand is definitely not among them. There's no hesitation or remorse - a little trace leftover, perhaps, of the person Chuuya had experienced in that memory.]

It was. I would have put them down a thousand times over if I didn't have other things to do, but killing a corpse isn't very satisfying, anyway.