"I think," Kelson said carefully, "that you need to carefully consider and balance your wish to help others with the safety of your own life, and your own desires. Wanting something for yourself isn't necessarily bad. It doesn't mean that you have failed or have no regard for others wishes. It is a balance. However, I can see how you would come to this from seeing what you have. Entire villages being slaughtered for whatever reason is abhorrent. "

Was he making any sense? Kelson tried to put into words what he believed, what his own experiences had brought him too. That kind of balance, that trust that meant, unfortunately some had to die in order for others to live.

"I believe you can harbor a dislike of violence and harm toward others while still carrying such things out, if necessary. It shall not necessarily stain your soul. I do hope it has not stained mine."

He shook his head, still thinking Linhardt was wrong. But he also knew he wasn't going to be able to persuade him. At least right now.