Redhawk Caldera to autumn and i fall all over her

She was startled to hear him admit it, though it did not show. Moonspear may have been intolerant toward those that transgressed against them, but their rulings were never unfair or without reason. Even Hydra, who was not at all gunshy, considered all of her subordinates in her dealings. She could have killed Gannet and Liffey's brother more than once, but she never did, and she did that because she respected their belief, even though it was wrong. 

Even though he had run away... 

He, Hydra would always hate. Murderer. If not by his fang, then by his complicit silence as he watched her fall, as he did nothing but run—

 Hydra did respect their opinions, even though it defied the facts. Respected it enough to hold tight to the rope that controlled the guillotine that was her death grip. Now, all that would keep that bastard alive was his own brother. She knew how he felt, and cared enough for him to not actively seek out her sister's reaper.

If he lurked near her home, however...

His response to her revealed he took her warning seriously, though she would come to find out if this were truly so in the future, she imagined. She did not respond to his words, simply nodded and watched him. Moonspear had never sought to make an enemy of whatever scrap of land Rannoch and his found themselves at. Once they had left, Moonspear wanted to forget them. 

Forgive them, though? Unlikely.