[He does understand. The person he was as a living man is radically different from the person he is now, so much so that he's sure no one would recognize him were they to meet his past self.
But even death couldn't entirely erase who he used to be. Even in death, he tried to form connections, and to stay loyal to them. He was loyal, in fact, and it had lead to his downfall.
A wan, half-smile precedes his reply.]
I'm not asking anything of you, either. I don't believe I ever have.
[He covers his face with one hand, burying his fingers in his long hair.]
Just go back to Martin, then. Do whatever you want to do.
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But even death couldn't entirely erase who he used to be. Even in death, he tried to form connections, and to stay loyal to them. He was loyal, in fact, and it had lead to his downfall.
A wan, half-smile precedes his reply.]
I'm not asking anything of you, either. I don't believe I ever have.
[He covers his face with one hand, burying his fingers in his long hair.]
Just go back to Martin, then. Do whatever you want to do.