[Kratos doesn't initially answer the question, because he can nearly feel the realisation without even turning to look. Yuan rarely says something out loud without figuring out the answer soon after. He answers the other instead.]

Yes. I imagine there are numerous people hereabouts whose family I've killed.

[He says it evenly, because it's true, and honestly, it's something they both should have considered much earlier than this. There are a lot of people Kratos has killed.

[The end of the market isn't far. Kratos's old subordinate is in with the artisans, selling wares his master makes. He's very obviously Tethe'allan; but like Kratos he's wearing plain clothes. Unlike Kratos, they're dyed, if simply; also unlike Kratos, he's wearing a heavy engraved chain around his neck, and his braid is not that of a slave, but someone indentured -- a man sentenced to work off a crime.

[He's serving someone else at the time, so Kratos moves up to the stall where he'll be easily seen. When the man turns around with a smile, the smile turns to a blanch and the man's face goes grey, and his gaze skates around looking Kratos in the face.]

C- Commander --

[The word is out before he can stop it, but clipped, as he tries to cut it off and fails. They both know he's not a commander anymore.]