[ If the two father-ish figures who Alistair actually likes and believes gave a damn about him hadn't (1) mostly ignored him and kept him with the dogs and horses or (2) put him through a ritual that was likely to kill him and (gently, wisely) told him to buck up when he took poorly to the news of his inevitably premature death, maybe he would be in a better position to tell Beleth that that sounds awful and of course it isn't her fault and just because people love you doesn't mean they're allowed to hurt you.
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Alas. ]
Of course she does. You're very lovable.
[ He stretches, pops a shoulder joint. ]
And very tough. She shouldn't worry.