“I maintain his absolutely dire need for therapy. Especially a man with that much trained strength. If he believes that raw power will save him from the fiends of your world, it won’t. Naught but a clear mind can stand up against that sort of terror. As he showed yesterday, he’s just as liable to hurt himself.”

The cutieflies peep and buzz around him, clamoring for his attention, to be the next to be brushed.

“It does, though I have never truly wanted for freedom of my time...”

He sighs, and then makes a little noise of genuine surprise.