[Noverus takes a moment. He tries to speak a few times but stops in his tracks. He takes what appears to be a deep breath before slowly pointing at the cup in the center of the room.]
I....had one job. Guard the captain, my wife. One simple job! To guard this one cup, and I FAILED! If I just did my job right she wouldn’t be infected. It’s my fault this happened, and so I will stay.