Well, [He tries to control his voice, make this less of an accusation and more of a polite request.] I am glad you believe me, finally. I wish I was lying about this place, Raven, and it hurt to think you didn't believe me that it was dangerous, or didn't care about- [He doesn't want to say it.] What it's done to me.

[Because he knows he's different, in good ways and bad. But he still wishes it hadn't come at such a cost.]

But honestly, I don't want you to be anything you don't want to be. I don't. You deserve to be your own person, and you don't have to try and mold yourself to be something you're not. You're my sister, and I'm always going to love you. You don't have to worry about being good enough for me, or anyone. I'd just appreciate... more understanding.