[If nothing else, he doesn't seem to fear for her safety right this moment. He listens quietly, and tamps down on the urge to ask what kind of a lunatic makes friends with a kidnapper.
It's--he gets the sentiment, the point she's trying to make, but it makes him shift uncomfortably anyway. It's not something he can apply to himself, for more reasons than he cares to explain.]
If that's the best way to keep everyone else safe, then what does it matter? [He's used to solitude. He would've spent the rest of his life in the dusty shadows of an orphanage library, if Elliot hadn't barged in and dragged him into the light.]
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It's--he gets the sentiment, the point she's trying to make, but it makes him shift uncomfortably anyway. It's not something he can apply to himself, for more reasons than he cares to explain.]
If that's the best way to keep everyone else safe, then what does it matter? [He's used to solitude. He would've spent the rest of his life in the dusty shadows of an orphanage library, if Elliot hadn't barged in and dragged him into the light.]