[ He just looks at her, his face drawn. He's feeling ten years older than he is.
Rationally, what she's saying makes sense. She's not a child, much as he'd like to preserve the innocence of the girl he'd found in the tower. It's unfair to expect her to hide herself away forever, and it would be better for both of them, in the long run, if she had some understanding of how to take care of herself without needing him to rush to her aid.
But the thought of teaching Elizabeth how to throw a punch - or, worse, fire a gun - makes his blood run cold. He half-turns away, muttering a barely audible excuse. ]
That ain't the kind of thing for women to learn.
[ It's a weak argument - one that even he doesn't really believe - and he knows Elizabeth won't swallow it for a second, but it's all he has. ]
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Rationally, what she's saying makes sense. She's not a child, much as he'd like to preserve the innocence of the girl he'd found in the tower. It's unfair to expect her to hide herself away forever, and it would be better for both of them, in the long run, if she had some understanding of how to take care of herself without needing him to rush to her aid.
But the thought of teaching Elizabeth how to throw a punch - or, worse, fire a gun - makes his blood run cold. He half-turns away, muttering a barely audible excuse. ]
That ain't the kind of thing for women to learn.
[ It's a weak argument - one that even he doesn't really believe - and he knows Elizabeth won't swallow it for a second, but it's all he has. ]