[SE] Singing in the rain

LOCKE

The anger he's feeling melts off with the rain rolling down his skin. The way her expression falls, the way she shrinks into herself. He hates all of it. Another step closer and he holds out his hand to her. "Of course it hurts, Seren." His expression is soft, his voice barely a whisper as he steps closer. "That doesn't meant I regret it or wish I didn't care about you."

This isn't how he wanted this to go, not at all. "Look, Seren. Caring about someone means you hand them the knife to hurt you with, okay? So be careful who you hand that knife too. Make sure it's worth it." She's so naive and he's the worst person to be trying to explain this to her.

I'm motivated by the lack of doubt
I'm consecrated but I'm not devout