What was “civilized?” What was the peak of British behavior? What, Zechariah asked himself … would Chris do?

How could he not think of Chris in this moment, when he was the reason he knew the shabbiest looking Carrington in the first place? When he knew the depths of humiliation so deeply thanks to him that he felt he might spend multiple lifetimes crawling out of that well?

Zechariah dropped his hand, tear-stricken eye squinting down at Darius as he moved forward. He planted his foot on Darius’ chest as he started to get back up, putting his weight into trying to flatten him back onto the ground.

“Civilized men dress better.”