Dox. I wasn’t here for him. I could have seen him again, as he passed. Talked to him. Saved him maybe? “He cursed you as he died, Kelsier,” Preservation said, voice harsh. “He blamed you for all this.” Kelsier bowed his head. Another lost friend. And Clubs too . . . two good men. He’d lost too many of those in his life, dammit. Far too many. I’m sorry, Dox, Clubs. I’m sorry for failing you.
