"Unexpectedly, yes." His notes prepared him, at least, for the mortification of being fooled for so long by her, of how easy it was to set him scrambling and spreading word of her manufactured history, and the one-sided war of rumors that followed. But other memories arise, memories he was too shamed to put to paper. “She meant to make a scapegoat of Luo Binghe. She told me once, but took the memory after taunting me, then set me back on my path like an automaton wound to walk in only one direction. I would've followed it to the end, to some conflict I would never win, except ... I confided my fears in thee. I never forgot I trusted thee, yet I forgot thou kept'st my confidence."