He is your brother. Family. [Aubri understands those bonds, as much as he can, having built his own little un-related family. He will never question the strength of them.] I will walk where I will, my friend, and I will be who I am. If I am caught between, then so be it.

[A pause, and a sigh.] I am bitter over it. I cannot deny that. I have not -- and may not ever -- forgive nor will I forget. But it was not your bolt that struck me, nor your nets that held me.