"Few things are unforgiveable," said Anton, thinking of Skulduggery, "except to those who perform them." There were exceptions, of course, because there were always exceptions, but they also weren't applicable to this instance, between the two of them. It was difficult to turn his head without exacerbating his back, but he managed a sidelong glance nevertheless.

"Everyone has darkness," he said briskly. "It's our choices which decide whether that darkness is evil or simply dark. Don't add to yours by carrying an unnecessary burden of guilt. It will prevent you from efficiently learning from the experience."

Guilt, Anton had found, was not nearly as valuable an emotion as most seemed to believe. It was important only as an indicator of what one had done wrong, but it seemed to be a common perception these days that one had to drown one's self in it for it to be meaningful, and that was nearly as unhelpful as not feeling it at all. Certainly Anton didn't want the responsibility of being the source of hers.