[Human. He almost laughs at the suggestion, just barely restrains himself, but can't prevent a bitter smile.]

Far be it from me to disappoint you more, but you can't help me. That isn't a stab at you, either, I'm just... too far beyond help. Every day is a struggle for control. Sometimes I can't even discern a friend from a foe, a mage from a templar. [His face falls again, and for a moment he almost scowls down into his lap. Even if he and Justice could be separated, even if they wanted to be, it wouldn't change the things they've done together.]

You should focus your efforts on people who can still be saved. Who want to be.