[The unspoken question pushes him to inhale; filling his lungs with breath to soothe a life cut short. He cannot think much about the loss of his spirit and soul. His immediate need for connection and companionship has him looking towards this man.

He opens his eyes and regards his old comrade.]

What drove me to betray everything I cannot say. I remember wandering alone in the darkness and forgetting my way. Perhaps I lost sight of the man I was.

[Hendrik is his reason. That realisation fills his face with solemn lines; draining his colour as he laments his loss.]