[ He remains where he is a few moments longer. Irritating as it is, the miqo'te is right. He knows they're right. But that won't erase the resentment he feels for Venat's - for Hydaelyn's - choices. It also doesn't change the fact that he lost their clash of wills on the First. The star isn't his or his brethren's to govern any more.

He waves his weapon away and finally turns back around, crossing his arms with a scowl. ]

And who are you to judge my people as incapable of changing to meet Meteion's doom? Justify yourself however you like - we will never see eye to eye on this matter.

[ He glances back at the town they've come through. ]

I'm not particularly interested in reviving this debate either, Exarch. So if you don't wish to be on the wrong end of my weapon, I'll thank you not to speak of it and rub further salt in a dead man's wound.