[Bruce hums quietly in response. Call it fleeing, call it leaving - its still the same result in the end. He was branded an apostate (truth) and the Templars wanted him back to keep him under lock and key (false). Truthfully Bruce had no issue with being locked up; he deserved it, if anything. Why he had to evade that, however, was not for his sake, but for others. If the Templars did ever manage to crack the secrets of his body, of his existence... he didn't want to think what Thedas would be like now.
Even if he had to keep on fleeing for the rest of his life, Bruce would do so if it meant that his research would be kept away from the wrong hands.
He hears Morrigan's words and though he cannot relate what its like to be a parent, the protection she shows to her own son reminds him of the little he remembers of his mother. She had been kind, amazing and gentle and the reason why he doesn't simply let himself loose despite the want to sometimes, the urge to let everyone and everything feel all the rage that boils inside of him. There are people like her and others, who do not deserve the fate of a rampaging monster. There are people who deserve so much more than what they have.]
I understand. [A soft murmur.] And I think that makes you all the greater for it. In my own travels I've seen so many children abandoned by their parents who would rather care for themselves instead. [And to see them whiter and rot, so many of them, always brought heartache to him as he recalled his own shattered childhood, and the ruined ones of these poor souls who didn't even understand why their own parents would betray them so.]
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Even if he had to keep on fleeing for the rest of his life, Bruce would do so if it meant that his research would be kept away from the wrong hands.
He hears Morrigan's words and though he cannot relate what its like to be a parent, the protection she shows to her own son reminds him of the little he remembers of his mother. She had been kind, amazing and gentle and the reason why he doesn't simply let himself loose despite the want to sometimes, the urge to let everyone and everything feel all the rage that boils inside of him. There are people like her and others, who do not deserve the fate of a rampaging monster. There are people who deserve so much more than what they have.]
I understand. [A soft murmur.] And I think that makes you all the greater for it. In my own travels I've seen so many children abandoned by their parents who would rather care for themselves instead. [And to see them whiter and rot, so many of them, always brought heartache to him as he recalled his own shattered childhood, and the ruined ones of these poor souls who didn't even understand why their own parents would betray them so.]