— You must really love him.
— Wh-Why?
— You're afraid of him being gone. More than that, you're worried.
— But...
— Why do you try to deny it? It's important to love something other than yourself. It's important both to protect that something, as well as for your own sake. I love you, and I'll always love Isabelle. Is that wrong?
His plain, dispassionate words are somehow comforting and kind.
— Are your parents dead? Or did they abandon you?
— You're pretty blunt, aren't you?
— However your past or upbringing may have been, it makes no difference regarding the fact that you're here.
Angelica Varley: — She's cute. You better not have done anything shady to get her.
Elias Ainsworth: — The money I bought her with was clean.
Angelica Varley: — There's nothing proper about buying her! He hasn't done anything weird to you, has he?
Elias Ainsworth: — What do you think I am?
Chise Hatori: — Anything weird?
Elias Ainsworth: — Chise, Chise, you need to be quicker to deny that.
Chise Hatori: — He washed me after taking off my clothes, and he proposed to me... Does that count?
Angelica Varley: — Oh? You perverted mage!
