Ill-met in Starlight

I used to practice what I would say when I saw my brother again. Then I stopped believing I would... He's been away all this time, and now he comes to ask for heirlooms? I dug our mother's grave beside her favorite tree. Alone. He should have come back then, I don't have time to help him ease his conscience now. If you two are so set on talking, at least have the sense not to do it in the open. Come to my camp--we'll speak there.