[Of course he doesn't... no one here does, so maybe she should stop worrying about them being seen so much.

But it is unsightly, and it is a sign of her weakness.]

It was rash and impulsive, and I gambled with a low hand. [As she saw it, there were two possible outcomes, and then a third, at the end: defending Siffrin would expose the person who committed the crime, Siffrin really was deserving of her scrutiny, or, when it was over, more people would spare him than her.] I've only had blood on my hands to save others until now.