"Adrian, you should go back," Nisha said, folding her arms.
He looked at her.
Then his gaze shifted to Melissa and Lucas.
Would his son end up like them?
Children who never knew what it meant to live normally, whose hands were stained with blood before they were even grown?
"Adrian," Elias said. "Just because your son becomes an Exorcist doesn't mean he can't live a good life.
"I know you never liked this life, but that doesn't mean he won't. I do. So do our siblings. So do these kids."
He leaned forward slightly.
"You shouldn't force your own values on him.
"Maybe what you call normal isn't normal for him.
"A life where he would not know about Cursed Spirits and their danger, where he wouldn't know he can die any day, where he wouldn't be able to protect himself…
"That's the life of a prey. Of cattle.
"Let him fight. Let him grow stronger.
"That's how he'll build a life that feels normal to him," Elias said.
