Foolish boy. Kenna wants to call him foolish and stupid and dumb and all manner of names until the professor sees that the road he is walking now will only lead to a dead end.

There is no help for Hound. There is only the Captain's patience and mercy and who knows how long that would last?

So much left to say and Kenna finds he is too exhausted to say it. He had done his best to warn Bennett to leave well enough alone. Hound is alive which is more than can be said of his Nameless ilk. Why couldn't that be enough?

He rubs a hand over his eyes to alleviate the burning and he sighs. "I know you care about him and I appreciate that. I'm sure he does too. But, the road to hell was paved with good intentions." He turns away, begins arranging things on the counter so he can get his work done for the day.

"Hound's life doesn't concern you. So just stay out of the Captain's business." For Hound's sake. And Bennett's.