[Already, Celehar is shaking his head - not to deny that it pains him, because even the beginning of any protest would ring too hollow to be completed. It's obvious in everything from his voice to the flinch every time that voice speaks that rolls through his body in a harsh shiver, that all of this is breaking his heart.

He says;]

What apology could make it right? I chose my calling over him. I cannot apologize for it, when I would do it again, however it pains me. What could doing so change now? I was -

I was the only one he could possibly have turned to, and I betrayed that. He would not want to hear, surely, even if he could.