“I fought in the war,” he said, his eyes passing from Lex to Yannick. “And I lost someone very dear to me. You’re not the only ones who suffered from the conflict. Far from it. But you’d rather pretend no one understands your pain, because it’s easier than admitting that there’s another way to respond. That you could choose to forgive and move forward. Instead you’re choosing anger and violence. The very things we all hated about the war.”
