Broken Boulder but then the special secret sickness starts to eat through you

She wants to hate him.  She wants to watch him crumble, an easy scapegoat.  For once in her life someone cows before her instead of the other way around.  As if she holds any kind of power here.  As if she matters.

But she can't bring herself to.  "We did not have much of a choice."  Her tongue is as sharp as her scrutinizing gaze.  "But I do not think my brother made a bad decision.  Welcome home, Delight."

She does not offer a response to his question.  "I trust that you will lead us well."