Graceful Descent

[Victor Steiner]

Blood begets blood my dear. He said calmly The vicious cycle is hard to break once started. The betrayal was...I cannot change the past.He said, cutting himself off bluntly and releasing her hand. You are here and you are alive, no thanks to me true enough, yet in spite of me and others like me you live. A small victory in and of itself no? What of now? Here today you sit across from someone who is willing to, at least in some small way, try to atone for the mistakes of yesterday. Another small victory. I work to preserve the ideals of the state, the ideal of betterment and no, it's not a task I will win, it will consume me mind, body and soul, but for all the clamor, for all the fools in parliament and the corruption in the Services here I remain. A harsh truth but not one he would shy away from. If he wanted to at very least get along with her he had to see this for what it was.

Since we are being so honest, I ask you what it is you see in me? The enemy? Something else? Speak your mind to me, not of Bretonia not of the Crown not of Auxeisa, of me.