Gabriel felt nauseous. He tried to breath calmly and keep his focus, but the things he heard appalled him. "And you are not sorry?" he asked in a hushed voice. "You ended a man's life. That was given to him by God. It wasn't yours to take. You took all he could have become, his chance of repentance, his chance of a fair trial. You took someone's son, perhaps a brother, a husband, a father, and even in death you took his humanity, by not burying him."