"It is a teacher's duty to watch over his pupils' growth, is it not? You may think what you like." Yes. Yes, it was intentional. Felix has such potential in him, and yet chooses to strangle it so mercilessly..... How could he simply stand by and say nothing, knowing that Felix is killing himself inch by torturous inch?

Seteth folds his arms over his knees, patiently listening to the litany of grievances Felix lays out. No explanation of his circumstances whatsoever, unwilling to let the robots help him clean up, no money, scorched by the sort of weather Faerghus almost never sees..... Small wonder the man is miserable, hmmm? They'll have to see what they can do about this.

"I doubt I'll have satisfactory answers to all your questions, but Ill answer what I can; I've been here for several months, now. Shall I fetch some ointment for those burns so we can talk?"