I won't pretend that this place hasn't made nicks and dents upon me. But I believe myself to be firm of mind and soul even still. This would not be the first time that our world has shifted before our eyes, but we weathered it together and stayed intact.

[Something in his face had changed. A bit more desperation, maybe some anger and pleading.]

I think you do me a disservice by casting my words aside, Estinien.