...might let:

you go...

I don't have to decide anyway.
When they abandoned you, you just came with me and chose my bed as your new place. That's why you got your new name Nero, the Emperor. But who knows whether it wasn't your name just before?

Now you might go at any hour, or just stay another last few days in the world I let you when I moved away.
Knowing you had the best life possible.

Some decisions are awful to make.