There is nothing to ask forgiveness for. [ his expression takes on a stern note, lips thinning in a faint frown. ] Do not apologize for being yourself, Lord Waver.

[ he pauses, then shifts, removing his gloves and tucking them in his pocket, then reaching for the other man's hands, he gathers them between his own, glancing down at them briefly before lifting his gaze again. ] Do not waste thought or concern or pity on me. Think only of your own Servant and the bond between you. I wish it to remain strong with all that is in me.

[ he'd had ten years. ten years with someone he'd loved and served with all his heart and soul. that has to be enough, now. it will be enough. he can give him up if it means waver can still be happy with someone else. ] Forget what you've guessed here. I am simply another Servant.