The Sentinels tell me we'll be okay

He was glad that she seemed to understand right away, or at least that she didn't ask for an elaboration. After every rock thrown in his direction he had bounced back twice as good so far, but how would he bounce back from this? For the first time ever, Charon felt like he wasn't so sure. Especially after he'd seen what it had done to Dhole to be taken like that. She had ended up distancing herself and then she'd run away. He was scared as fuck that the same would happen to Amekaze.

"I don't know," Charon admitted frankly, mostly in regards to the last question. "I've been out looking for the one who did it, if he's even still alive, but I just... I don't know what to think. This guy disrespected Flóki before," never mind the time he'd done the same to Charon, "And we should've just thrown him out right then. It was almost like she... As if Ame liked the attention, or whatever, and didn't realise how sick the guy was until it was too late. And now I just — whenever I look at her, I see him, and I don't know how to fix that except maybe with time. And what if the pups are born and they've got his face?" He didn't want to be reminded of what had happened forever, knowing he was raising some other asshole's kids.