Rikku leaned into Dawn, grateful for the touch, closing her eyes and sniffling. "H-he. I ... I d-don't think he's allowed to quit. It's. Not a nice place. And. He's. Done some really bad things. I can't just ..."

One hand was idly playing with Petey, in her lap. "H-he's ... not evil. I mean. Not deep down, 'cause ... if he was he'd be all 'yeah, so what if I did all that' or enjoying it, and not ... he drinks. He doesn't talk about it. And." Deep breath. "A-and I ... I don't know if I can do this."