Somehow, Darius forces himself to stand, and staggers into the main part of the Battle limo, walking slowly, but purposely till he finds Baromir.<br/><br/>"I've got no excuse, Seneshal."  Darius tells Baromir sadly.  "When I figured out the truth... that the man was behind the attack on the limo... behind the assassination attempt on you... and then I saw him about to get away?  I knew, sir, I just knew that if he escaped he'd try again... that he'd turn his cult against you and the Rogue Trader... I knew all that, and that he WOULD get away... I'm sorry sir, I just lost it."<br/><br/>He shakes his head.  "But it is no excuse for my actions, I know.  I endangered civilians, and worse, made the situation here on this world more difficult for you.  I know I can't make it up... but I can try.  I was acting on my own initiative, against your orders... I'm a crazed rogue that snuck aboard the limo... I don't care what you tell them... but give them me.   I'll take full responsibility... let them arrest me, whatever it takes... only, sir...?  I'm pretty badly hurt.  Could you tell me the name of a good hospital in the area.  With your permission, I'd like to turn myself in there... a good hospital, sir... someplace they would have taken the good Archbishop for treatment... I can turn myself in there, sir, and maybe take care of one final problem for you before they lock me up and throw away the key."<br/><br/>Darius' eyes plead for forgiveness, but he does not ask for it.  "It's your call, sir.  But whatever I need to do to salvage this... I'll do it."