Toran: If we are to be crushed under Corbett's thumb, at least give me the relief of knowing who took her life.
Wilkin: You think it gives me relief every time I se Petra's cross swing from our Reeve's neck? It tortures me.
Toran: Yea. And it will drive you to a madness only soothed by thrusting a blade into the belly of the Reeve. Allow me the comfort that madness will serve! A deeper burden.