Aemond's description of him was not very flattering. But it's still hard, I'm sure.

[ It's true that God would ask them to forgive. It's also true that if the things Aemond says of him are true, he'd be cast into Hell for them, if they're not all there already. Would Tim be pure enough in his faith to forgive someone who sought to kill his own children? He's not a father, and won't ever be, but even still, he can't imagine he would be. He's far from perfect himself, he can't ask her to be. ]

Thank you.

[ He hadn't felt valiant. He was terrified and in pain from the moment he started speaking to the one where the final vote was counted, hurt from being blindsided by Koby's crew, stressed from Hawk's need to fight with everyone Tim cares about that dared to voice anything but unconditional support - it felt like a disaster. And yet, it worked out in the end. For now.

Tim rubs his hand over his face, taking off his glasses and setting them down on the table. Just for something to do, he puts the kettle on. ]

I should have said something earlier. I wanted to. I'm sorry. He made me promise.