Ronin

There aren't enough apologies, no. Because it's the things you did, not the things you said. You asked me if I was alright, outside Sunjata's house. I said I wasn't. But where I was simply expected to manage, you went back to Sunjata to make things okay for him. Again. Just like you did after it all happened. Him, but not me.

I said I would face Sunjata, not that I would apologize. Is your devotion to him really so great and your trust in me so small, that you couldn't let us work things out? That you would come to his defence, and not mine; that you would demand of me more understanding, but not him?

You were there, in the room. You let it all happen. You had nothing to say to me outside. Nothing to say to me before speaking with Sunjata. You didn't question me, Ronin. You didn't disagree with my choices. Not in a way that made it seem like your concern was anything other than making sure that Sunjata was the one who was okay, who was understood. When I didn't do what you asked, when I wasn't the person you wanted me to be, you walked away from me.

I haven't had a home to come back to for a long, long time now. Not since we left Torchline.

REMI TALIESIN