When she rose to her foot and expressed all these concerns, it made something clear to him. And when the realization struck, he couldn't help but smile. She'd see his reaction and perhaps be curious of why he was smiling. But she was going to have to ask him if she wanted to know why. With a slight groan, he stood up as well and approached her. "Of course you don't have your bearings yet. It's not even been a month since your life just entirely changed. You spent years living under a rigid military structure, being told what to do and never having to think for yourself. And now that you've found a cause that accepts you for who you are, and doesn't want to condition you or order you around, you feel lost. It's a natural reaction, and time will remedy that."
For a moment he considered placing a hand on her shoulder, as a gesture of solidarity. But his intuition told him she might not appreciate that, so he visibly reconsidered and withdrew before he could even get close and apologized with his eyes. "The important question is - what do you want to do?" His choices here were simple. She was in an extremely vulnerable period of transition, and somebody with his level of influence could dictate how she developed. He could take advantage of it and do what the Legion did, perhaps far worse too. Or he could simply foster her and let natural growth handle the outcome.
