My fate shall come in due course - I need not run myself upon my sword to see that it does. Although in the throes of my black grief the blade's edge did tempt me, its iron gleam the brightest light I could then see, I would not choose so shameful an end. I have still my pride.

[A pause, in which he lingers over Urahara's last statement.]

Nor would I leave dear Sieglinde with so great a burden when already she has grief enough.