The creases in Eskel's ruined face deepen. He allows a long silence, and the two wolves stare into the fire.

"Lambert..." He says, carefully. It's always been a little weird, the fact that Lambert had memories of his life before they had become siblings. "You're right, you shouldn't have to explain yourself. But you can't...you can't just hang on to that stuff. From...before. Not if it affects you like that."