[ she lands upon something interesting for him, in her lines about bravery and cowardice. it sounds like something karl might say, and how serge does miss karl’s even-handed responses even when he didn’t agree with something serge did. he doesn’t have time to dwell on it, however, since he’s on camera.

he nods. ]

I suppose that’s the hardest part of all. I keep tormenting myself with what I could do, and then I regret the things I should have done to find success on my path in the future. But I hate regret! It does no one any good.

[ he sighs, but it’s a little more annoyed than despairing—he clearly doesn’t want to look back. ]

I think if I could choose, I would choose. But I can’t. I only have dreams and nightmares.