Isaac's height and reticence blind me, that sometimes I forget he may be more mature than boys from his same age, yet he is only seventeen, austere intimidation can easily scare him too.
"Oh, Isaac…" hoping that I am able to cast away at least a little of the disquietude in him, I grab his hands and wrap them in my palms trying to warm him up and make him feel secure. After a soft sigh I mention to him, "I am sorry Mr Llevric made you feel uncomfortable, but I promise, he is never intended to hurt you. He is a good person, he is not as bad as you think."
"Bad…?" unexpectedly, Isaac shirks off my hands as his emotion arouses. In tension he yells, "He is perilous! His eyes turned red when he stared at me!"
Finding Isaac losing ability over his judgement as he becomes panicked, I quickly try to calm him down with an explanation, "Isaac, you are paranoid… Mr Llevric's eyes are always red…"
