I was ready to order the execution of one thirteenth of my own people to bring back a semblance of order because of circumstances.

[It was, thankfully, taken out of his hands before he did it, but when the time had come to argue for it, he'd done so with no hesitation.]

In the end, we could compare our body count for ages and it would bring nothing good out of it. We all have our regrets, some heavier than others. Our burdens we will carry, but do not let the moon weigh too much on your shoulders. If you know you were wrong, what more can people ask of you but amends where they are due? you cannot undo the past.