"No, actually." Boa's more graceful actions, her fluid movements took Candy's limbs. She reached up to fix Jack's collar, dusting off his suit jacket like a doting mother. "It's something I'm intimately familiar with. I knew a man who saw the Light as if it were a plague, as if it were something that should be blotted out to save the entire Abarat. Toward the end of our friendship, he said that we hurt. That at times we were wrong, but would always be so pompous as to think that our truths were absolute."
Boa's face clouded, and her arms moved to wrap around Jack's waist. "Oh, you remind me of him. So much it aches in the pit of my stomach. I can't let her kill you for that reason. She wasn't intended to see that."