"But..." Becky started, her voice trembling slightly. "Is it truly wrong to want to save the world while also keeping yourself safe? Is self-preservation a sin if the goal is still noble?"
She fell into a long, heavy silence. William watched her, knowing that he had sparked a violent conflict within her mind and spirit. She was at a crossroads, forced to choose between the safety of her old life and the sacrificial path he was carving through the world.
"It's not like that, Becky," William sighed, his voice softening just a fraction, though the steel remained. "There is no such thing as saving the world and keeping yourself safe.
Those two concepts are mutually exclusive when the stakes are this high. If you want to keep yourself safe, then don't step outside your door in the first place. Turn your back on the world and go hide in a cave."
