[X]… although he never puts the reasoning of why to words, Geln silently avoids that a familiar yet alienating rite. As friendly as they are, the Solars.. are not you.
[X] You not some animal, ruled by fear and rage, or a spirit who covets yet flees divinity. The Solars pray and preach every dawn and dusk, and although Geln does not join them, he forces himself to watch, painful as it is to confront himself with everything he has lost.