Thomas stood in the doorway, silent for a moment, as Jezin steeled himself with Thomas' own blade, and the traumatized Sophia sat against a wall, distraught. Thomas locked his eyes with Jezin's, staying silent. After a moment of staring, Thomas turned back into the room, taking in the scene once more, before turning back around, "She was an enemy of the state." Thomas said, his voice level, and his expression one of indifference. Thomas, eyes locked with Jezin, with his level voice, spoke once more, "I stand in front of the One True God to take up guard of the King of Keilaudrin. My guard shall not end until my death. I shall remain celibate and chaste, hold no lands, and renounce any claims I hold. I win no glory, except for the king. I shall live and die at my post. I am the dawn of the morning, and the dusk of night. I am the Sword in the Palace. I am the Shield that protects the King. I pledge my life and honor to the King of Keilaudrin, for his is of royal and true blood." Thomas spoke, reciting his oath he had taken the day he joined the Order of the Thistle, capping off the recital with a sharp salute, with his right hand. The closed fist over his heart. The entire time, Thomas remained unblinking, his voice remained at it's even pace. If one were to guess, Thomas had just been going about his daily business, rather than just got done murdering a woman.