The confirmation that the Templars will be permitted to continue on their way—
No, Marcus does not envision a world where Riftwatch agents would feel moved to kill or punish, somehow, prisoners of war, let alone prisoners of some sort of misunderstanding. It is not based in logic or dashed hopes that he feels some odd dislocation. A sort of abstraction of anger at what feels like injustice, over and over. The way blame deflects as easily as light off a shield. They were doing as ordered.
But Derrica says this next thing, and he draws in a breath, lets it go. Nods. Important, that they unearth these lies.
"I want to finish it," he says. "Find her and finish it."
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No, Marcus does not envision a world where Riftwatch agents would feel moved to kill or punish, somehow, prisoners of war, let alone prisoners of some sort of misunderstanding. It is not based in logic or dashed hopes that he feels some odd dislocation. A sort of abstraction of anger at what feels like injustice, over and over. The way blame deflects as easily as light off a shield. They were doing as ordered.
But Derrica says this next thing, and he draws in a breath, lets it go. Nods. Important, that they unearth these lies.
"I want to finish it," he says. "Find her and finish it."