Phillip reaches out, taking one of his hands and squeezing it. "And it's not hers or Hermes's choice to make for everyone, either," he says, "And... I don't know exactly what she said, but it was just their ends, wasn't it? She didn't know what their lives had been before, the highs and lows of their lives. That's far from all of their stories."

He supposes he understands a bit more now, having heard Gustavain mull over it, but... he's not going to stop being angry. It's-- well. It's bit more personal, for him. He had to live through the whole damn thing.