He could not help but take another cleansing breath. What felt like his hundredth cleansing breath that day. The realisation that his mother appeared to be free hit him like a ton of bricks and he found a calmness mixed with gentle trepidation for his own situation. She might be free, but she was never marked, never sent on missions, or assigned tasks. He was, however. He knew their situations were different and followed his solicitor inside with cautious optimism.