[ It's a sad, sorry sight that he's presented with - a little shocking, to say. Not everyone was cut out for imprisonment, but he didn't think ( he didn't think ) that any of the fine combatants and tactical minds that Audentes had curated would be this broken by prison.
Ah, he's no better, though. A little jumpy, a little nervous. A guilty conscious, weighing him down. ]
I am not a hero. Nor do I have to be, to promise you this.
[ He is a traitor. A liar. There is nothing heroic about him, badly as he wishes that there was. He repeats, drawing near: ]
WOW Y I K E S!!!
Ah, he's no better, though. A little jumpy, a little nervous. A guilty conscious, weighing him down. ]
I am not a hero. Nor do I have to be, to promise you this.
[ He is a traitor. A liar. There is nothing heroic about him, badly as he wishes that there was. He repeats, drawing near: ]
I won't let harm come to you.