"I thought I could hold it together," Taashath admits, signing at the same time just to see of the other warrior knew it. It could be useful in the future - if Bull didn't decide to just get rid of him right now. "For Zevran. It worked while we got him, but I was wrong. The flesh monster fucked me up, and you were the closest thing to an enemy after it went down."

No excuses, just truth. There was no point in lying to the Secret Police.

"I've always had anger issues even before I left the Qun. I should have gone to the re-educators, but my Sten wanted to use it as a weapon." Still not an excuse, per say. Soldiers followed orders - he was a meathead, not a thinker. "I tried to learn how to control it afterwards, even named myself Taashath as a reminder. Looks like it's easier to slip up than I had hoped."