Lucien Enjolras

"Many Britons in my time would, aye. Though-- you have spoken of the violence of Norse deities, as well." He finds the root beer and takes a sip. "I do not think any of us have every answer. I have made many mistakes, and will make many more, but I am glad enough that this place has spared me some of the worst of what will happen to me, and what I will do in the years to come-- though it did not spare Galahad or Sagramore¹ my worst."

^{1: Here he is talking primarily about his attitude toward both, his anger at nearly everyone around him. He is unaware of the worst of the damage he does, in future, to either of them. Which, at least in Sagramore's case, is far worse than a shitty attitude. The typist hopes that they are as unaware as Lancelot is.}