The Bratessor is also rather badly affected by the most humiliating defeat in history.
In his case, it’s not concerns about family honor or anything like that – it’s amplified survivor’s guilt. He’s survived a lot of shit in the early part of his life, and not all of his various companions have been similarly lucky. So there are ghosts walking with him, always…and he feels their presence particularly if he fails to live up to some standard.
And there’s little that’s worse in terms of living up to some standard than getting beaten by a tin loaf. ._.
Fortunately, he’s always reacted well to rituals and symbols. The simple act of making a few wreaths and sending them to various cemeteries all over the world should help him a lot towards a feeling of atonement. It is a bit of an effort, but still not the worst coping mechanism.
More on Monday.