[That old feeling of shame, one he's becoming far too familiar with, comes creepimg back. He looks down at his hands.]

All of my darkness is mine. CERES has nothing to do with it. [Except push him to use it when he was shot, and had to turn to the darkness to keep himself going. At least he didn't hurt anyone, small comfort though it is.]

But darkness or not... I've seen CERES do some evil things. So, whatever they meant, there's truth in what the spirits said.