[For a moment, his throat tightens. Generally of course, he's quite calm and complacent where they are, even if his feet are a touch clumsy -- but the sentence does impact him significantly.
I didn't want her to be locked up.
How could he not sympathize with that? It had been his own fate, and he had been turned in by a loved one no less. He tries terribly hard to not judge Rose's husband; surely his thoughts were something he simply thought best, and yet... it still stirs a frustration in him.
For a moment, his jaw is tight until he speaks again.]
Then I know I am right to have no doubt in you, Rose.
You protected her from something that could not have helped heal her.
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I didn't want her to be locked up.
How could he not sympathize with that? It had been his own fate, and he had been turned in by a loved one no less. He tries terribly hard to not judge Rose's husband; surely his thoughts were something he simply thought best, and yet... it still stirs a frustration in him.
For a moment, his jaw is tight until he speaks again.]
Then I know I am right to have no doubt in you, Rose.
You protected her from something that could not have helped heal her.