[ He could deny it. Say that it's no one's fault. But that just wouldn't be the truth.
... And when had he started thinking about that sort of thing? About what's a lie and what's the truth? After having so much of his mistakes brought to light, after all the troubles he's caused his fellow Pleroma, he's finding that there is, indeed, a line between the two. ]
We all share parts of the blame. I let him go.
[ He could have done more. Why had he allowed the other man to leave at the time, knowing what his fate would be? ]
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... And when had he started thinking about that sort of thing? About what's a lie and what's the truth? After having so much of his mistakes brought to light, after all the troubles he's caused his fellow Pleroma, he's finding that there is, indeed, a line between the two. ]
We all share parts of the blame. I let him go.
[ He could have done more. Why had he allowed the other man to leave at the time, knowing what his fate would be? ]
I won't make the same mistake a second time.