Luitwin sat down beside him on the bed, at first only checking to make sure the wound was mending. He spoke next of his resolve to do what he felt was right. He thought he was capable of more than what he'd done, taking the larger man's hands again. Ardnt stared, though not at his hands. It was clear Luitwin believed what he was going on about, though Ardnt didn't have nearly so much faith in himself. His life had been one bad choice after another. Luitwin let go of his hands, addressing what Ardnt was thinking maybe because he was good at reading the expressions passing over his face. He couldn't change the past but he could change the future.<br/><br/>Ardnt got up and followed Luitwin at his prompting to his own personal room. Modest, but private. He wondered why the man felt safe being alone with him. Maybe knowing Ardnt had nowhere to run to if he acted against him? Or maybe he felt god would shield him. He was more level-headed than he used to be but this priest didn't know that. He didn't even know the real extent of his crimes. Ardnt shut the door and took a seat on the bed. Luitwin wanted to know more and Ardnt wasn't sure yet what all he wanted to admit. His eyes were scanning the place for the knife. Not out in the open that he could see, or maybe Luitwin had given it to someone else.<br/><br/>“I killed the man who stabbed me in the shoulder. Not without purpose though. I don't get my kicks out of harming or murdering someone or you could be in trouble here, so sure of yourself. Just a smuggling deal gone bad between those that were trying to line their pockets.” Ardnt included. There really would be no denying that specific crime with the witness involved. If Luitwin couldn't help him with that he doubted he'd be able to help him at all.<br/><br/>“Murder is pretty inarguable no matter which country you're in. Other things start to blend together, so if you want me to really identify what all I've done wrong you're going to have to brush me up on Herzen law. Alriah was different, especially for a soldier. They'd turn a blind eye to a lot of what we did, just so long as we served and got the job done. So maybe that's where I started thinking certain things didn't apply to me. I guess god has a different idea, right?” Which meant he probably had a great deal to repent for.<br/><br/>“Probably a lot of lesser things but killing during war doesn't count, right? One of those things in Alriah that you're sort of exempt from, like I was saying. Too many to count if that isn't the case. I was an alright soldier.” Until he'd fled, though he refused to admit that out loud even to himself.<br/><br/>“You'll probably see when we reach land. I'm sure they'll have a list of shit on me even I don't remember. Someone has dirt on me back in Herzland.” Lying now would do him no good especially if they intended on turning him over. The only thing that was a little bit comforting is the authorities couldn't get him for everything, though one murder was probably enough to see him swinging.