[If he lets himself speak just yet, all that would come out is extremely uncharitable, so Seteth cuts himself off before he can. This is hardly the time or the place to cut--what was his name, again? Charles?--to ribbons, not while she's still upset. Seteth simply reaches for Rose instead, too distracted to remember to actually ask. His grip may not be as strong or steady as usual, after needing to be reconstructed so completely, but it's still hardly a struggle to pull her into his lap and against his chest.]
There are times when caring may be dangerous or inconvenient, but that doesn't make it wrong.
[There's a difference between being backed into a corner and growing completely callous. Just because he'd spent centuries freezing people out of his own life doesn't mean it had been healthy, let alone noble--only necessary.]
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[If he lets himself speak just yet, all that would come out is extremely uncharitable, so Seteth cuts himself off before he can. This is hardly the time or the place to cut--what was his name, again? Charles?--to ribbons, not while she's still upset. Seteth simply reaches for Rose instead, too distracted to remember to actually ask. His grip may not be as strong or steady as usual, after needing to be reconstructed so completely, but it's still hardly a struggle to pull her into his lap and against his chest.]
There are times when caring may be dangerous or inconvenient, but that doesn't make it wrong.
[There's a difference between being backed into a corner and growing completely callous. Just because he'd spent centuries freezing people out of his own life doesn't mean it had been healthy, let alone noble--only necessary.]