Reno chewed on that for a moment. It all seemed so different, the motives, the mission, everything was ... better. Nobler. Something that he envied and was altogether terrified to try to reach for all at once.

But there was something else that he could touch on.

"Pride," he said, after a moment. "The pride's the same. I mean... I heard you before, bein' all upset at yourself because you were a guardian and this didn't go the way it was supposed to, and that ain't how it should be. And... I mean. I do the same thing. 'Cause I'm a Turk. And... Turks don't let that happen, and I should'a known better. And maybe it's not what you're doin' right now. I mean, the pilgrimage is over, right? But that don't change the fact that it's still there and it's still you, zoto. And losin' it would maybe be like... like cuttin' a piece of you away."