[Jasper cautiously frowns at the question. He closes his eyes and circles around to face his old friend; his guilt obscured behind a thoughtful expression. Hendrik has the wrong impression about his source of remorse. His expression falters. His heart is tempted for a moment to admit the truth - but resorts confessing to the wrong fear.
It is hardly a simple confession.]
I suppose...
[Unspoken words roll around on his tongue. The same confession he had been prepared to share before breathing his last.]
no subject
It is hardly a simple confession.]
I suppose...
[Unspoken words roll around on his tongue. The same confession he had been prepared to share before breathing his last.]
Believe me, I have been a fool.