"That is where you are wrong. I am unworthy of my Chapter. Unworthy of my armor." He looked at it like it was angry at him. Which it was. "And when one cannot ... do...certain things, all that is immaterial." What a stupid conversation. It felt so petty and banal.

"I wish I could go back to not knowing it existed." But like everything, that was a childish wish. What other kind could he have?

"Where is the next shard?"