I wanted to, sure. I could easily have just stayed out of England and made myself a normal, ordinary life. But that wouldn't have felt right.

[He sounded worn down himself, as if the whole idea was simply an extremely tiresome matter and little else.]

...I owed Diarmuid more than that. If you went looking for him right now and asked, he'd probably call it noble too. With all due respect, I have to disagree; I'm paying back my Lancer what I owe him, and sparing some bloodshed in the process. As much as I want to save anyone else that might be a casualty of some future war, I have to make sure I repaid the hard work he did in my name as his Master. He and every other Servant shouldn't need to be anyone's pawns again.