Alistair needs to hurt something every once in a while, slam his fist into a body so that all the wrath can leave his for a split moment, craving vengeance for a family that always treated him as “the other.” He needs that, and I need the pain. That’s how we work. How we all connect to one another. We understand what the other needs, no matter how dark and tormented it may be. We’re willing to do anything for each other.
