[ The small gesture is deeply comforting; he can't hide another small flare of color in his cheeks. It's enough to drag him back to reality, thank god. He can only imagine so many horrible fates at the hand of his grandfather. ]

He is a fool in this. [ He says, but his words hold no power. How can he change that without proving the man wrong to begin with? ] But he is the one who is going to win this war.

[ And Miles signs his death warrant just as surely either way: by telling Piotr or by throwing off the timeline. ]

I don't know if I can tell him safely at all.