A noncommittal hum comes in reply. As he suspected. Really, he doubts Stregobor even saw it as his worst action. The man likely saw himself in the right decades later.

"For some," he replies simply, "that's easier said than done."

It's not as though Tissaia was without her crimes, either, but her price was exacted from her in more ways than one. Besides, nothing that happened on Thanedd was a case of justice or deserved. They're just more bodies added to the kindling. He's not about to mourn Stregobor. He's just well aware it's solved little if anything at all. Renfri is still dead, the girls cannot be brought back, Nilfgaard marches on unimpeded, and the elves are no closer to finding any semblance of peace.

Much of that is their own doing, too.

The tips of his hair are stained blue and red when he drops more crystals into Istredd's collection. Stregobor may not have been responsible for Vilgefortz's misdeeds, but he was hardly innocent.

"I'm not sorry he's dead. But I am sorry you lost someone."