[He lifts his chin then, narrowing his eyes slightly.

It hurts to have to say this. It hurts so badly, and it shows in his thoughts, hurt and confusion and-- 'why does it have to be this way? Why can't I believe in these people. Why have they done this?'

Why why why why because in the end his thoughts hit a wall, and that is 'Nothing is Tiir's fault'.]

You weren't wrong.

[He closes his eyes then, tightly, because he hates this--because he's always had faith in people of all sorts and he never passes judgment but here and now he has no choice and he has to say--]

They were wrong. For what they did to you. For what they did to people like you.

For such a difference as abilities and your eyes.

[He sighs quietly, slowly sticking his hands into his pockets.]

You've fought all your life for what you considered right. You don't have to give up on that just because not everyone is like those in your world.