"That's…" Wittral stared at the ceiling, his eyes moist, holding back tears, "Disappointing."
"I am sorry," Inala said in a voice brimming with sadness, "I was influenced by Loot. The Millingers destroyed my home. I had nothing! There was none I could count on. I wanted to at least gather the Free Humans here and hopefully rebuild the Ganrimb Kingdom. But I was extremely confused."
Inala stared at Wittral, "You confused me!"
"I did?" Wittral stared at Inala, "Did I?"
"In terms of strength, you stand extremely close to the pinnacle." Inala said, tearing up, "But despite that, when I had nothing, you treated me well. So, even when I had an opportunity, I couldn't bring myself to take the Free Humans with me."
