*drops his gaze concedingly, because yes, it was an uncalled-for question (but he doesn't understand how or why you could let this go on so long without telling someone)*
*softly, almost to himself* Too bad he's not an Orc. It was a lot easier to deal with the last sons of bitches who thought it was funny to hurt someone I loved. *though he is a little disheartened to realize that he truly couldn't become that demon again, not even for you*
*turns and walks over to meet you at the door, gently coaxing you away from it and setting his hand on the doorknob* *doesn't dare touch you, but tries his best to get you to look at him* I'll go now. *firmly* You don't have to (worry) talk about it anymore.