[She stares at them unblinkingly for a long, heavy second before looking away.]
It's too late for any of us. But it will not stop me, nor do I think it will stop you. Live, Atli. Live and suffer. Then thrive.
Atli. It does not matter what you were. You've fallen from the dark spires where stars dwell. You're amongst men now, and a human chooses. A human changes.
It doesn't matter. You must.
See, you understand the fundamentals. Sheathe the sword.
Stop getting in battles and dying. Live. Reckon with what you've done. Understand it's too late to atone. Do it anyway.
Cultivate a small garden.
Take up anything but a sword. Learn to knit.
What?
My path of vengeance was righteous and I feel no guilt.