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[the mention of kids has his anger wavering; he wants to speak to the monarchs about how unacceptable the casualties had been, how many people were left dead or dying. it's unacceptable]. no one asked for this, and certainly no one deserved it.]

You got kids with you? They okay?

Aye, boy an' girl. They're safe. I'd never drag kids into danger.

[Her own tone deflates a little and she says a bit more against the wall that she's chosen, dropping to the ground. Merida pressed a hand to her face, then drew her knees up and wrapped her arms around them. Her voice comes out hoarse in her next words, blinking and scrubbing the heel of her hand across her face.]

It was just a kid, Ben. Just a child. I want to be angry at it but I can't.

[he exhales, trying to make the stress leave, but it's only half-working. his head is pounding and he needs sustenance, but he can't bring himself to drink, let alone eat. he's relieved that the kids are alright, knows that merida wouldn't consciously bring them into any danger, but it still has him worrying. he'd offer his help with them, if he had the time and patience.]

What do you mean it was just a kid?

[and what makes that okay?]

[She wouldn't want to make him come all the way down to the fortress since she was going to take them to their uncle in a day or so. They'd be safe there, happier. Merida threads her fingers through her hair, closing her eyes.]

I could understand th' Jabberwock. I think all th' Unseelie could. [She drapes her arms over her knees, clearing her throat.] It sounded like a child, not much younger than my brothers or those kids. It...she didn't know what she was doin'.

That don't make it okay.

[it still wreaked havoc, caused a vast amount of damage, and even killed people. he could sympathize, honestly, knew that even if the unseelie tried to talk her down, calming a child is a task within itself, especially if it's not human. no one could even get near the damn thing, let alone relocate her.]

I know.

[They tried. Even if Merida had wanted her dead to start with, the Jabberwock never stood a chance at returning to Caer Scima with the castle torn down like it had been. Merida raised a hand to rub the bridge of her nose, squeezing her eyes shut to try and get the dying shrieks to stop ringing in her ears.]

Gods, Mor'du was easier to deal with than this.

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