[ he doesn't actually answer that question - perhaps to spare his (already very wounded by this game) dignity - but his response probably implies it all on its own. ]

... I would uproot all we have bled for upon my return for a future yet uncertain, and one that layeth outside the boughs of Grace. Many are the warriors who will not suffer such blasphemy.

[ he's not looking forward to the clash that's waiting for him. The clash with his friends, with his most devout followers, with his mother - all are inevitable. Yet he has to believe that this conflict is preferable to rotting away for eternity, forgotten in a forgotten land. If nothing else, he has to do it now for Verso. There's no longer any option to back out. ]

Thy homecoming will bleed thee less, I hope.