No, it's something that I'll never be able to forgive myself for, so I'm not selfish enough to ask that from anyone else.

[With a nearly-silent thump her forehead falls against his bare back.]

The opponents before Blackmore and you were Francis Drake and an eight year old boy with an avatar that made him look my age. After you, there was Alice and her twin Servant. Both of them were children too. And more besides. But, as much as the Moon Cell lets me, I remember. Every breath I take has a price tag. I know that.