Indeed. The past cannot be changed, nor should it be.

[ Xenk takes a deep breath, strengthening his resolve. He knows he is no longer that sobbing young boy from so many years ago, though it is a painful reminder to see and hear again.

He takes a step, then another, walking away from the child and closer to the door. Better to focus on this. On reality, even if they are in dreams. He thinks on his Oath, on his tenets and principles. Those steady him, making it easier to walk away. ]

Come, let us away. I buried this facet of myself many years ago. It will not do to dwell.