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Gwen quietly studied the young man a moment, curious at the feeling behind his question. "Whatever we must," she answered, but felt compelled to continue when he spoke of his father's experience. Her voice was quiet and low, laden with her own host of memories she wished never to have gained at all. "Guardians - protectors. Not judge, jury, nor executioner. There is much evil in the world," she added sadly, "but we cannot rectify evil by becoming what we hate." She shook her head, then shook her whole self as though shedding water. "Walk with me a while?" she asked him. "I can show you more of these lands, if you like, and if you feel comfortable with it, perhaps you could tell me your father's story." It might help the youth come to terms with a family trauma, if he could talk through it.