As far as he could tell, people leaving the Inn had no more choice than those arriving, but that wasn't what she meant. He understood. He'd been left alone after Vesh murdered the Guide and the Brothers, and everyone else. They hadn't had a choice either, but he'd still been the only one left. And he'd believed Z that he could love her, but where was she?

He scowled at the dirt, less than pleased with how this dredged everything up. "Truth? I don't know. I'm still working on that one myself."