[That's... not something he's used to hearing. The people he's surrounded himself with back home will do whatever the hell they want and damn the consequences. There's no sense in trying to stop them when he'd better serve by supporting them.

Nothing here ever seems to be that simple.]

Actively putting a lady in harm's way isn't something I can support. Perhaps the others feel the same. But passively doing so is just as bad, not manly at all.

[He sighs, absently scratching at the back of his head.]

The least I can do is prove to you that Law and I are better than that. Whatever you decide, I won't allow a slaughter.

How's that?