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Veserod could have said that the best solution here would be not to get into such a situation, which in their case was impossible. Or he could have apologized for being such an imperfect leader. He could have blamed Gungnir for this, and also shake his head at himself for how foolishly he had acted as a show-off in the introductory tournament, which led them to this situation. He could have said that he was barely coping with his own psychological burden, possessing only a fraction of knowledge even about his own soul, so it is not surprising that he may lack attention to others. He could have added that, realizing this, he limits himself to setting the General course and providing tactical recommendations in battle, leaving his brothers and sisters with complete autonomy in all other aspects of life - which is completely natural and obvious for every person - and valuing their collective contribution to the discussion in solving any problems. Or he could even sarcastically reply to her, telling her to make decisions herself, since she is so smart. If he had chosen this path of response, he would also have added in annoyance that "taking responsibility," as she had suggested at that moment in their situation, was nothing more than empty words, and if something bad happens, and the prisoner escapes, commits sabotage, kills or maims someone, and so on, then "her responsibility" here would begin and end only with lamentations, admitting her guilt, and beating her breast, but it would absolutely not help with the actual disaster that has occurred. In the same mood, he could have launched into another lengthy tirade about how he despises this rotten pseudo-civilized society, built on illusory simulacra, functioning not according to conscience, but solely on mechanisms of suppression and legalized instruments of state violence, and also about how people, thanks to the ideological and religious garbage poured into their heads by interested parties, are brainwashed from childhood with one or another overvalued idea, which ultimately leads us - random passers-by - into such situations where it is impossible to win and remain in a good mood. Or he could have presented all the same thing in a melancholic and detached style, relying more on the philosophical aspect of the cycle of suffering in life, in which some things are inevitable and there is no way out.
But Veserod said none of this, because he didn't know exactly what and how to formulate it. Noticing that the towel had lost more water than it had contained before washing, and would soon turn into rags in his hands, he broke the cycle of these thoughts and clearly answered the only question asked to him:
- No.
Getting to his feet and unfolding the crumpled cloth, he awkwardly tried to hang it on a branch, but it only crumpled in his hands. Somehow completing this action, he trudged back to where he had come from, but halfway turned to Gulveig. Sighing heavily, he smiled weakly and sadly at her and nodded - as if to say, he understood and accepted.