[ His hands brace that poor hand, energy continues to warm abused flesh as gentle fingers start massaging.

What does he want? His brow furrows in confusion, only for him to shake his head. ]

I'm not playing a game. If...You have been horribly abused. If I can help heal some of that damage, if I can help you embrace life without needing to resort to so much violence...I will be happy.

I don't want to lock you up if I don't have to. It doesn't seem to me like you've been shown how life should be.