[ Bastien does not arrive at that conclusion. He only experiences an uncomfortable squiggly feeling and rubs his cheekbone into Byerly's shoulder like the discomfort is emanating from his cheek and he only needs to reposition it a bit. ]

So there is nothing to forgive,

[ sounds agreeable, but really it is only circling back to his original point. No forgiveness, only cataloging for future reference. ]

He'll be fine. [ That was the real original point. ] It's been years. He's been well-behaved and reasonably competent. I'm sure executing or imprisoning him would be more trouble than it is worth to anyone anymore.