[It wasn't easy to uphold the weight of one's morals, the heft of one's conscious, yet it is no easier to abandon that load underneath which you have toiled for so long for little reason other than a sense of obligation disguised as duty, a far more heroic words - the toil of it going on for so long that you can no longer remember whether you conceived this duty yourself or if someone else conceived it for you, planted it in your head like a seed.]

Robin, hey? [His eyebrows lift in surprise.] You've even got the name to match. I'm Quentin.

[His eyes drift upward then, reaching for a memory.]

My father used to say that every man is the arbiter of his own virtues, so whether or not you believe the act is courageous or right is more important than the act itself.