It doesn't mean we can't - [ When did this evening become a platform for his dismissal? Charles rages against the torrent of alarm and the cold façade Erik has constructed, all his feckless charm and talent for persuasion discarded for pleading, looking anywhere but at him. ] Stop. Don't you dare pretend that you could walk away and say that it's best for me. I don't want to be blameless, I want you.