"Do you? Do you think you have a right to be judge, jury and executioner like this? Did you even ask the people you feel were wronged by me if this is what they wanted? Would the likes of Viatorus or Harrowheart be tickled pink to see my head on a platter? Again, it's aaaaall about you, Ms. Ronsam. Anything to ease how helpless the Nexus makes you feel.

"This whole incident only reminds you of that fact, doesn't it? How chaotic and unpleasant this place is compared to home. Which only reminds you that you're not home. The worst fact of all."

He's straightened up by now before stepping back from the poor, stricken woman. "I'm not your enemy, Ms. Ronsam. And I'll not be your scapegoat either."

Then he turns and calmly walks away.