[Respect. Something he disregards, regularly. His own self-respect, often flung far out the window. His respect for other people's wishes... jettisoned, into space.
He thinks of Viktor, comatose, on a form of arcane-tinged life-support he didn't want.]
Yeah.
[He's not going to try to go against Harold's wishes, but... There is the here and now, and the future is unknowable.]
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He thinks of Viktor, comatose, on a form of arcane-tinged life-support he didn't want.]
Yeah.
[He's not going to try to go against Harold's wishes, but... There is the here and now, and the future is unknowable.]