How could I have known? Agra...What are we becoming?
I'm sorry for almost slashing your neck when I stumbled from the tower... I'm not sorry for anything else I've said or done since.
Many have called my brother rash, or blind in his pursuit of justice. To me he is a constant. If I lost him, I fear I'd too lose myself.
my twin! the calm to my storm. been there since birth, never left my side - which i am endlessly thankful for
In the end, he too is my brother, and I'd sooner follow him than...well.
When I thought I had lost you, I could not permit risking Gawainé, too. It is upon my shoulders that the decision to turn away rests. I'll spend the rest of my life atoning for it if need be.