Perhaps...

[As his smile fades, her own spreads a little wider.]

But I think much of it was all you. It was not him who raised Midadol, or who led some great rebellion.

[There's a pause, and she swallows past the lump in her throat when that memory of that one fateful night flickers through her mind. Of a girl's wish that set him on that path...]

I think that is who you are. Revenge or not.