. . . Papa.

[There are tears pricking at the corner of his eyes again, but he doesn't let them fall. Just curls himself up tight and tries to remember that he's safe, he is, always he's safe here with Polnareff, no matter what.]

I never had someone who took care of me like this before. Before . . . Passione. No one who got mad because they wanted me to be safe and I wasn't.

You're a good person, to do that.