( Wrath gives pause at the questions - the second question is so mortal in nature that he has difficulty understanding it. After all, he did not ask if he deserved it before he clawed his way on to his own throne in Hell, striking down all who opposed. )

I know what it is to exist without choice in a way you cannot. ( In a way few can ) Regardless of whether you make the right or wrong choice, it will be yours to make so long as I can ensure it.

( Wrath was made to be a creature that followed orders without question. He was an angel, following his Maker's will over and over again, and he could not resist an order. It was followed - angel of death, of war. Wrath gave it all up to fall, to claim Hell's throne for himself, because he could make his own choices regardless of how wicked they may be.

There's further pause as Wrath considers the words, considers all they have spoken of. Five does not seek comfort, and it is just as well as Wrath is not capable of it - he is a demon. All he can give is honesty unflinching: )

Your choice destroys only yourself.

( Five takes on the anguish. Five's choices are drowned in it. )