[ Ah... being a demon means he's going to be... dying for longer than he'd like to be... Bloody, broken, he will... fall to his knees, and let out a bit of laughter, or a cough, or perhaps both. He must sound quite mad. ]

There was... always a choice. But there also wasn't, because you're my daughter... my beautiful... little girl... you could do no wrong. You did what was... right. ... Right...?

[ He... loves her so much. He does. Ah, he does... he's so sorry, he's... ]

I'll... tell you a story, Tria. ... Remember, when you were younger? You always asked me to read to you... got it from your mother, I'm sure... ah, she's... not going to handle this well...

[ Maybe... mm, yes, the sword, he can... he'll fix it later... he won't let his mistakes kill her, too. Or his daughter. ]