I know. [The tone is a little helpless. What could he have done?]

It was important that I wasn't just another man telling her what to do, that she make her own decisions. She did make them, but that controlling bastard that fucked her over the network getting off on how he wanted to kill her found out that was thinking for herself.

[Rhade's so angry he's slipping into swearing.] He could have had a wife. A mother for his children. Someone to stand beside of him- [And he would have given anything for someone that would stay. That would stay for him.

He puts down his drink and looks at the picture of Braxiatel and Anisette on the desk, though this time he's looking at the man rather than the infant. He has that now. He can't respect anyone that would throw that away. He closes his eyes and puts it back down.] I know I couldn't do anything and I know I can't do anything now. I just need to get away from it.