"Do you think there are people like that here?" Diarmuid's frown deepens, "But everyone I have met has seemed nice! No one has tried to hurt me. They just try to help! Just because..." His voice trails off because he knows deep down that there probably are. After all, the stories he has grown up on have all kinds of bad people in them. He...just likes trusting people more.

"I wish people would stop hurting each other..."