Noah's words were comforting, particularly as he did not try to excuse Morgan's guilt, not at the moment: she didn't want to hear it right now, needing to feel angry and stupid for a while before she could be more calm around the situation. Looking up to Noah, she was surprised to see a glint of tears in his eyes; she had cried all she had years ago and was not used to dealing with emotion.
"...Sorry, what is your name?" She asked, knowing she recognised the man from the Citadel but never having actually stopped to speak with him. "I...have begun to think maybe I should get to know the people of this Citadel better, if I am sworn to protect it. Some of those guards...I do not even know if they had families. If there is anyone to bury them, to notify."
