Then I suppose, as someone with memories, it's my responsibility.

[hmmmm... what to say...]

When I was a child, the parents of the current regent had a program of gathering children up in markets to cut them apart and sell their meat to the hungry things in the dark--including themselves. When I was older, I worked to tear those markets apart.

[a bigger sized weight appears. still not very large, since... he doesn't consider it much of a secret, really.]