"Your family is to blame for him. They've funded his activities for decades and been perfectly willing to go along with his... well," he waved his hand, no need to elaborate when Remy knew. "At least you were kicked out to live on the cold, wet streets with barely anything to eat until you managed to pick the pocket of the guild patriarch so you didn't suffer needlessly at his hands. Too bad the rest of your family weren't so generous in their methods to those who weren't Le Diable Blanc."