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Neron couldn’t help but smile at her confusion, the Hailstorm shrugging his shoulders. ”You would make a better Warden,” he said. ”Besides, having just formed a bridge with my brother to try and act like decent people together, I can confirm that having him in a position of leadership would not have gone well. And it isn’t as though I had the deciding vote.” Morgan had been in the lead by a head, that much had been obvious.
”But no, he doesn’t know that. Better, probably, to keep it that way.” Ah, but more to the point about why she had come. Raising his eyebrows, Neron at least gave her the courtesy of thinking hard about his answer - Morgan may be inflexible at times, but he hoped she could appreciate that it was complex, to say the least.
”Yes and no,” he said honestly. ”Do I regret freeing myself of Zariah’s chains? No. Do I regret putting people in danger as a result of it? Yes, of course I do. I didn’t foresee what trouble my actions would bring, and I lacked the foresight to believe the Eirachi would punish anyone other than me. I regret that.” It was why they had found him trying to bolster the square, to protect people after the Palace fell.
”But no, he doesn’t know that. Better, probably, to keep it that way.” Ah, but more to the point about why she had come. Raising his eyebrows, Neron at least gave her the courtesy of thinking hard about his answer - Morgan may be inflexible at times, but he hoped she could appreciate that it was complex, to say the least.
”Yes and no,” he said honestly. ”Do I regret freeing myself of Zariah’s chains? No. Do I regret putting people in danger as a result of it? Yes, of course I do. I didn’t foresee what trouble my actions would bring, and I lacked the foresight to believe the Eirachi would punish anyone other than me. I regret that.” It was why they had found him trying to bolster the square, to protect people after the Palace fell.
lay your hand on me, one last time
