You say you fight for the sake of Nassau, for the sake of your men, for the sake of Thomas and his memory. But the truth of the matter is, it isn’t for any of those things.What the fuck do you think I am fighting for?I think you are fighting for the sake of fighting. Because it’s the only state in which you can function. The only way to keep that voice in your head from driving you mad.What are you talking about? What voice?The one telling you to be ashamed of yourself… for having loved him.
