He laughed softly, still keeping pace with her as they strolled away from the stasis units. A queen, then. She had the manner, reminding him of some he'd met in his days. "That is a question with a double-edged answer, my Lady. A sword thrust between the truth and the past. I had already abandoned what I was, and yet I had to become it again. And worse. And then time went on and I became as you see me now. No longer a Prince. No longer a Lord. And yet not merely a man. What is there left to abandon?"