"And everything bad." It's something he has to admit, because it is true. They'd always known they'd never live to see the future they'd dreamed, especially him. What lowblood ever lived to see old age? Let alone a heretic. Maybe if they'd succeeded it would have all been worth it, but it'd all been in vain.

All that suffering and nothing to show for it.

Signless tilts his face into her hand and he doesn't ask for forgiveness. Where really was so much he wanted to say but for the first time in his life all the words just get jumbled up and stuck.