Dragoncrest Cliffs married to the game

I don't know, he answered truthfully, staring back at Dacio. But I definitely couldn't live with myself if I kept my kids in danger, given the choice to get them out. Verx swallowed again, looking out over the lake nearby. Watching the ripples on the water, moving so quickly, yet infinite. On and on. . .

Fuck, he was getting philosophical over here.

He glanced at the young man. I'm going to regret any decision I make, you know, Vercingetorix remarked. He snorted softly, the ghost of a chuckle. Nothing I do will be right. I just have to choose the lesser of two evils. Surely Dacio, for all his youth, could understand that, right?

But perhaps not. The kru life was more than a little brainwashy; the constant barrage of natrona! they'd learned throughout their training was hard to just erase. At least Verx was worldly enough to know that it wasn't so black and white. Dacio didn't have that luxury.