We’re rather hard on weapons.” He climbed to his feet, his gaze darkened. “And everything else.” Dammit. For a second there, Piper thought he had managed to distract the man. “That’s hardly your fault,” he said. “Don’t do this,” said Galen. “Don’t excuse it. You of all people should have seen it enough by now. A man beats the shit out of his loved ones, and all they can say is, ‘but he loves me, he doesn’t mean it.’
Oh shit. This is dark. I get the point Galen is trying to make. There’s no excuse for his violence. But he’s also mentally ill and traumatized but The Saint’s death. What he needs are better coping methods for his responses to trauma. Not to beat himself up over it and push others away
