[ Miles shakes his head harder. He can't see these things as choices. He just can't, dammit. Because if he thinks of them as choices, then he could have chosen otherwise - could have gone to any other planet. But ironically, being Vor doesn't mean as much if he chooses it. No, he has to live up to his blood, his family, his home. ]
I can't make those choices and go on living. Not in any recognizable state.
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I can't make those choices and go on living. Not in any recognizable state.