I stood in the crater, the silence stretching between us. He had given me his answer, and I understood it, even if I did not like it.
"That is a convenient justification," I said aloud, no longer bothering to hide the disgust and anger in my heart, but he did not look annoyed; in fact, there was an understanding light in his eyes that was pissing me off.
"It is," he agreed without much fanfare. "Still, that does not make it untrue."
I shook my head, becoming too pissed off to care that he was a Sovereign. "You are willing to let millions die for what? Freaking clarity. I am sorry, but in my books that is not a strategy; that is an excuse to do nothing while the world burns."
