Eleven nodded, swallowing hard. The more he thought about it, the more it upset him over again.

"People they should have been allies with, fighting together.." He shook his head and let go of Lily's hand to curl his fists into his pant legs as the embers of his earlier fury flared up again. He's had a lot of time to think about it, to grieve for the lives lost and ultimately settle on harsh judgment for the decision made.

"A coward's choice. Now this city is the last one left- what did he expect would happen? I want him to live long enough to see the battle start and understand that all he did was weaken Taravast by enforcing its isolation."