[A sentiment she has never really shared. She can almost see the appeal, but why settle for that when you could have so much more?

Still, she sympathetically reaches out to place a hand on his cheek.]

One way or another, you're going to have to fight. Fight, or die. Or in your case, be subjected to something worse then death. You're a sweet kid. Wish I could just let you play your games, but you have something bigger on your plate that you have to do something about.