Harry lets out a shaky breath and looks so relieved to see her smile that despite the scarring and other changes, he's almost the same boy she knew.

"I know you're sorry. I can't imagine that you wouldn't be and I'm so sorry too, for having put you in that position. I'll ask and beg your forgiveness for as long as you'll let me." And yet... "And you still believe her? Live up to your word and don't believe her, don't let her use you up and leave you crying like this. I'm sure she'll stick to the letter of the agreement and destroy the sigil after every last Unseelie and their family is dead. She put forth the order to kill everyone at Caer Scima. Every man, woman, child, babe in arms, and she won't stop."

"Morla would do the same, I don't doubt, but that's what it boils down to, isn't it? When the slavers take your children, does it matter which court owns them?"