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[The lines and creases of his face are carved deep with stress. There are bags under his eyes. Neither of these things are going to be unusual, he thinks, and he's seen no reason to hide them. He'd be surprised to hear a one among all the Legionnaires have been getting a good night's sleep.]
You all know what happened on that ship. The Silent Horizon. My part in events was small but, in its way, not insignificant. I broke my oath. I believed I was holding to it, at the time; I allowed my arrogance and my- my grief to blind me to what I knew was right. I allowed myself to become something which would have killed every one of you, given half a chance, and dragged you all into hell with me. I had my doubts about all of you, all of this, but I see it's myself I should have been watching - should've watched my cowardice, but instead I allowed it to drive me, and in so doing broke the oath we all took. That was unforgivable, but I'm crying your pardon anyway. All your pardons, I suppose. Anyone who feels moved to give one. You who don't will, I guess, just have to learn to work with me. The Legion's purpose here is noble, after all, even if one of its members has forgot how to measure up.
[For a second he watches the screen, considering. That could, perhaps, have been more succinct. But it's been a long time since he's done something like this, and it would be shameful not to get it right.]
[No, he decides, that's it. That's all. He reaches out toward the screen, and the video ends.]
You all know what happened on that ship. The Silent Horizon. My part in events was small but, in its way, not insignificant. I broke my oath. I believed I was holding to it, at the time; I allowed my arrogance and my- my grief to blind me to what I knew was right. I allowed myself to become something which would have killed every one of you, given half a chance, and dragged you all into hell with me. I had my doubts about all of you, all of this, but I see it's myself I should have been watching - should've watched my cowardice, but instead I allowed it to drive me, and in so doing broke the oath we all took. That was unforgivable, but I'm crying your pardon anyway. All your pardons, I suppose. Anyone who feels moved to give one. You who don't will, I guess, just have to learn to work with me. The Legion's purpose here is noble, after all, even if one of its members has forgot how to measure up.
[For a second he watches the screen, considering. That could, perhaps, have been more succinct. But it's been a long time since he's done something like this, and it would be shameful not to get it right.]
[No, he decides, that's it. That's all. He reaches out toward the screen, and the video ends.]