And what would you have me do? [Already he's left her alive, still breathing and disarmed against better judgment. Somewhere in the back of his mind there's a whisper of a premonition, a promise that leaving her intact was a decision he'll inevitably come to regret.
But the Nest demands what it demands.]
Should I have run away? Begged for mercy? Would that have satisfied you, General?
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But the Nest demands what it demands.]
Should I have run away? Begged for mercy? Would that have satisfied you, General?