“This blind sense of honour will get you killed, Skylahr, and I’m worried you do not have enough self-preservation to realize how easily it will happen. That, or you just don’t care.” My chin wobbled and I sank my teeth into my lower lip. “I care, of course I do.” My tone was meek, and I hated how easily he saw through me, but it wasn’t as if I had no regard for my own life, or that I wished to end it. That wasn’t it at all. I just truly did not believe myself to be more important than anyone else. If I had the ability to help someone in dire need, should I not risk everything to do so?
