[Yeah, that was the feeling. He sighs, then moves to bring himself slightly closer. Crouched down to be more level with her, he watches her unchanging expression through the bars of the cell separating them. That little glimpse of empathy there… it hadn’t been expected.]

Telling me to stop caring about them is probably like asking you to tell that master of yours to stop all of this.

[He gestures tiredly at their surroundings.]

Bet you can’t, right?