Kingston was still on the floor, his head hung. "Oh no, Sir, I don't think so little of you. In fact, you..." He paused, daring to raise his head. "I idolize you, my lord. I," he stopped, faking a choke, "I hope that one day I'd turn out to be a man like yourself, my lord. I know I'll never do it. I know that no one can be important as Lord Borr. But, I try to follow your foot steps, my lord and try to make you feel comfortable. I'm sorry for my actions."