"I do not trust you.  Trust is earned, and should you stay you will either earn it or your betrayal will earn you fire.  And besides, you know the sting of betrayal; you would not do as Celestia has done, would you?"  Shadow Mane's snarled reply died on his lips as Forgath carefully removed his helmet, revealing the patchwork of burns and scars beneath.  "As to the offer?  Because it will strengthen my city.  Because it will bring me glory.  And, perhaps, because I have a certain sympathy for those banished to the cold and dark."  He kept his scarlet gaze upon the stunned stallion until he got a shaky nod of recognition, and then he took the opportunity to bring his mug to his exposed lips, drinking deeply.