[Neither of them could have predicted how things would turn out. Dion had thought he knew so much about his world, had thought that if only he could speak to his father, that he could fix things. How wrong he had been. How utterly, foolishly wrong.

For a moment, he falls silent. The only sound to be heard around them is the splash of water with each sweep of the oar. Finally, he finds his voice.]

I need to go back... to see what is left of Twinside. I have to know just how much I have to atone for. But after that, if there is aught I can lend you to aid your cause, you shall have it. My wings, my spear, my name. I owe you and your brother everything for saving me from myself.

[Neither debt is one he anticipates ever being able to fully repay, but he will work for the rest of his life, however long it be, trying all the same.]