Hoshor Plains i've been running all my life

Once he had hold of the soft tissue of Runion's neck, he clamped down hard. Briefly it flashed through his mind that he could kill him like this— he could end it all now. It would have been easy. But—
His thoughts flashed to Lanawyn, to his friends awaiting his return; what would he bring back to them, then? A murderer? Alarian had killed before. It had been necessary, though, and he was suddenly uncertain. Was this necessary?
Ali hesitated. His grip loosened in that moment— and then he was still, teeth still embedded but lacking force behind them. It would only last a moment.