[A big breath, taken through his nose, away from the crystal; sometimes you just need to sigh because it feels nice.]

There was an incident last Bloomingtide, during our big bereavement. Not the one you're thinking of; this one happened earlier. Someone thought he'd express his grief by picking a fight, didn't like what he received in return, later threatened leverage... anyway, in the spirit of honesty, [like that recently forced in the family crypt,] I confessed it to the division heads.

That punishment.