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I hurt my own father out of fear of someone's wrath.

Bent over time's knee, strived to work, out of fear I couldn't pay for my mother's treatments.

Didn't even know where I went wrong until I lost it all. After doing everything they asked me to do, everything right.

I began to regret, to despair, and even to blame those who put doubt in my mind. Felt like if it wasn't for them, I'd have been brave enough to choose differently.

And now you have the chance to make up for lost time, with us.

The lot you have ain't your fault. Never was.

No. It was.

Suddenly I understood, when I saw Ivy.

I could've chosen completely differently. I've been doing nothing but making excuses. Excuses for my past timidity and weakness.

I see how... precious a thing it is, having someone who worries for you.

Like Uncle Pickett does for his beloved daughter, and old Vincent does for his little granddaughter.

It's a cowardly disgrace, but anything but lamentable.

You gonna go help her then? That's a lotta mercs. You ready for that?

Did you forget, friend?

I'm just like you, one lone person.

What am I scared of? I'll put it all on the line!

Do what you want to do. Never again regret what's gone by. Never again fear what's yet to pass... I may not know where my next destination is—

But I know where I should be going.