[Des promptly gets in his face and pokes him in the chest.] Don't talk to me like I haven't seen enough. I don't care how sparkly your heritage is or how much older than you look you are, because there's few things around older than me. I ain't talking about killing Chad- she wouldn't want you to keep killing. She'd want you to figure out when to stop. When it comes down to it, you're gonna walk into that last dance one day, look Chad in the eye, let him know the Italia Grazie, or whatever the hell your badass mafia nickname is, could've ended him and then you're gonna walk away. [He punctuates the last few words with more pointed prods at Rafael's chest.] But you have to live long enough to see yourself become the man she wanted you to be. That is the only way you're gonna forgive yourself. Do what you weren't man enough to do all those years ago when it would have mattered to her. [(Diplomacy 17)]