“No, I wouldn’t,” I said. “How can you say that? I’d be lost without you, Darius.” “You’re stronger than that,” he pushed, gripping the back of my neck and pulling me forward so our foreheads rested together. “You’re the good Acrux. Father didn’t corrupt you.” “You’re not corrupted,” I growled. “You’re the best person I know.” He laughed dryly, letting me go. “Did you hit your head back there?” “You’ve done bad things, Darius, but that doesn’t make you a bad person,” I insisted and he frowned, shaking his head at me. “Bad deeds are what make bad people,” he said, pushing himself to his feet
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