That... That is generous of you, but I don't need any help with anything. I do not want it because I believe this is what I deserve-

[Darkleer stiffens up, but he can't stop himself.]

-because no matter what side I look to, I have already failed by not finishing my duty or by not letting the Signless live and escape-

[He tries to force his jaw shut, and already one of his hands is rising to try and cover his mouth. But the words still come, even if muffled.]

-and I still don't know what is right or wrong anymore, it shouldn't have taken so much out of myself to end some mutant-blooded traitor but what if-

[CRASH]

[That is his fist. Through the wall. Straight through to the other side, leaving dust to gather in the air and some pieces falling to the ground. Even with his shades in the way, it's clear that Dakleer's eyes are wide as he stares at nothing in particular.]