Christopher scolded himself on the inside yet still he managed to smile. "For someone who has been hurt so badly you are very quick to trust. I admire it and condone it at the same time... you remind me of myself, and yet you have survived better than I. You are grieving properly, as people should. With respect." He sighed, turning to look out of the window. "Not turn your grief into an angry vow to avenge a lover's death."