It's admirable. Better than always believing the worst of the world. It can get kind of depressing that way.

[He smiles a little at the squeaky dragon, still petting Maggir curled up on his own lap, and listens as Helios speaks. The extra information is helpful, albeit kind of terrifying.]

They're complete bastards. Seriously. Playing with us like... like mice or something.

But it's... like I told Brendan. it's not the victim's fault, what happens to them. All you can control is how you react.