Don't blame yourself, or worry. Neither does a bit of good.

Here and now was always where Tempus was, not off somewhere in the realm of Greater Good or Mortal Soul or Eternal Consequence. He'd lost the ability to determine greater good, if there was one; his mortal soul he'd given up on long ago. And as for eternal consequence - he was its embodiment.

‎Niko and his women will be the death of all the Stepsons yet.

If it was true today, it might be untrue tomorrow.

I see ranks ready for battle, stretching out. Five, six horses across, ranks in formation. Endlessly.

Keep your enemies at a distance, your partners close at hand.

It was his soul's freedom that was in question. And that question was whether freedom was worth the price when it meant shirking the responsibilities of honor.