[He waits for an upset. For something to break, for a yell, for something. Hears it named, and then. It's just okay. It doesn't change much.

And he knows it has to be the truth. It's just still hard to believe that.]

For whatever it's worth, [and he still doesn't open his eyes, doesn't look at Loki, feels like he's waiting for judgement to pass and it passed him by and he feels...unworthy] I'm not one anymore. I'm not going back to the Chantry and fighting at their side as one. I'm here instead.

Don't tell anyone. If you can help it, under the circumstances.