[Lysunder's brows furrow, looking down at their hands befoe he finally shakes his head.]

Not- not that easy, Darkleer. With this, no matter what I do I'm going to hurt someone I love. I can't just- I can't just pick something. [A breath, closing his eyes.] In war- heh- there's- there's time's were you rush in, and times where you spend as much time planning as you can. I may not be good with all this- but that much I think I understand. [His expression saddens again, shoulders slumping slightly.]

What sacrifice am I will to make, this decision is a lot more selfish than I ever like to be.