[The hand gentle on his hair helps unlock Kratos's throat, but hard to make him gasp with the tears, so it still takes him a moment to answer. It isn't a response to what Yuan says. Kratos hears him, but can barely comprehend that Yuan said anything.]

He made me face her. My hands were chained behind me so I couldn't do anything. I heard him draw his sword. That was all the warning I had before he cut my leg out from under me.

[His voice is tight and hoarse, trembling.]

Then he signalled the executioner. The last thing she saw was me on the ground. I couldn't even stand up for her -- I was the last thing she saw, and I couldn't even stand up for her. I barely remember anything after, but I remember that. And I remember -- being put in a tent so dark I couldn't see anything. Couldn't hear anything but a high-pitched noise which kept me awake. O Branain asking me questions. But I don't remember whether I said anything. I must have -- if he let me go. But I don't remember what I said.

[How badly had he hurt the resistance in the northern provinces? Kratos doesn't know. But he must have caved. If only he could remember what he said.]