He wouldn't blame you for forgetting. It's something he'd like to forget from time to time. Not that it was really an option. His deaths were the only solid memories he had of home and since the castle decided some of his were fine to take away, he didn't want to lose more.

Dextera takes a seat and tapped the message again. Was there anything he could do, even just sit here? He'd clean up the blood that was staining the ground but trying something for a positive change was different.

Probably nicer.