[His anger flashes, and it's so tempting to let that rather than grief consume him. Even now, Wolfram is demanding he leave Diva, when she's been reduced to a pile of dust because, in part, of Conrad's actions?]
[A deep breath and a sharp reminder of why he did this in the first place keeps him from snapping at his brother, but only just.]
And would that let you forgive me? [He knows it wouldn't. So let him have these few moments of mourning.]