A good question. [He didn't have an answer for that. Londo's gaze went up from his cup to the other person in his house at the question.]

No, no, my dear girl. It is I who am unclear. The topic, it is complicated. Making sense, it is not easy. Could there be reason enough to take another's life? It gave his house some protection, I did say in what I saw, but he was dead. And he was my friend.