Regret. It had been regret she’d felt that night she’d killed the Crochan. Regret and guilt and shame, for acting on blind obedience, for being a coward when the Crochan had held her head high and spoken truth. They have made you into monsters. Made, Manon. And we feel sorry for you. It was regret that she’d felt when she heard Asterin’s tale. For not being worthy of trust. And for what she had allowed to happen to those Yellowlegs.