Maybe we could have done something. Disobeyed her somehow. Eleanor hated her just as much as I did, if not more.

[But they hadn't. Just....went along with the plan. For their own ends, yes, rather than out of any love or loyalty to the woman that held their leashes, and they both felt bad about doing it, but what difference did that make? What did that change? Nothing.]

I didn't even try. I would have done anything to keep my own position secure, for the sake of my revenge. [...] Just like my shadow.

[Hurting anyone. Killing anyone. Whatever it took to reach his goal.]