"I think she would be pretty much proud that someone is doing something about her death. Unlike you who has been locked away watching over us like some god."
"Shut up, Walker." Avoros slammed his fist on the wooden table, his strength caused it to grow hairline cracks on the surface. His eyes were red from anger and he was tired of hearing Walker's nonsense.
Walker then cut down his tone and grew silent just as Avoros had commanded.
