[The laughter, hurts him to the core. He frowns to try to hide just how much.]

You really haven't paid attention, have you?

I wanted you to have magic, for you to save yourself.

Not because it saves me the trip or for you to be grateful, if that was all I was after, I would have let you die already.

You put a huge wall up, with all of this suspicious shit you throw out.

So, of course, I don't know much, who can?

But that wall tells a story too, a sad one with pain and loneliness

Things I was forced to live with too.

I admit, it might be a bit selfish on my part, because if I could help you get better, maybe I can help myself too.

Or at least get closer to being a good person.