Xavier entwined his fingers with Greg's and for a couple of moments, the enormity of everything going on around them felt like it was sitting heavily on his shoulders. It almost felt like it was outwith his level of control and so much was open-ended and even more bearing on the lives of mortals. Never before had they been this invested in mortals beyond Vessels. It was hard to be constantly aware of how fragile a mortal life was after living an undead one for so long. "I would not have known any different even if you did, darling. I did not know what it was. I would have just assumed it was you getting too addicted to my Presence. Which would have made me stop coming back to you at all. I had never invited a human into my world before you. Not to that level. I was ill-equipped and I made errors. I know that, and it vastly hurts to hear the consequences of them. I am sorry."

"I just wish the boy could find some peace. His sadness emanates off him. He wished to be Embraced so he did not lose the only person in the world that matters to him. Just a short while later, you and Seamus may not have found him still alive." He had always cared deeply about the people that mattered to him. He had been a protector for so long, he was just used to the role now. He did know a lot of this was out of his hands, and that was a little frustrating that he couldn't help more. All he could do was guide Seamus. "No... I am not upset. If I was, I would be a hypocrite, as there is something I have not been entirely forthcoming with you about. If only because it was not of dire importance. Albeit, just reactionary."