My Lieutenant will take over.

It will be his decision then.

I am expecting it.

But I know who will sign my contract.

No stray knives will taste my blood.

Crows as a whole seem to have a fascination for knives in people's throats.

And yes.

I have no concerns for my own kin.

You do not know my Kith.

You do not know my men.

You see them and think them all the same.

You don't know they all carry names.
Names I personally gave each of them for their feats through the years.

Your own mind is so corrupt from your own schemes you pin that on my own soldiers.

They are committed to me. My command.

Our purpose.

Whatever kindness they offer to the city is an extension of my own.

Your views are simple.

The people may reject me, but that gives them no power against me.

I remain because I love Treviso.

I have my reasons, I don't need others to validate them.

Why would I?

There is no reason for me to leave Treviso. And thus. Here I will remain.

I was never gone.

Simply kept busy with plans for the Kith.

Marvelous.

Crows kill in such artistic ways.

If you can deliver such showmanship on the reverse I will be just as delighted.

I would be more than pleased to participate.

Especially if it means bringing light to the true beauty of Treviso.

Occasionally.

I do indeed.
✨️

Silence from you.

A strong bond, something to fight for.

To unlearn lessons taught for a lifetime is not easy, but sometimes one finds things that make it worth it.

I always did.

But the Qun's indoctrination clouded my eyes to my own actions.

I hope I will be here to see that day.