Neverwinter Forest Neverland is home to lost boys like me

He didn't understand it. Donovan had come off as kind of a gross excuse of a wolf to him, an awful person and thus at his core entirely unappealing. It was one thing to have snarky banter or a slightly sour perspective on the world, but that was too much. So what about not physically? And what about the rest of us? Or your family? Just.. I mean, I don't trust him to not cause problems somehow. I don't think it's an if, I think it's a when. Maybe he was being too aggressive about it, but he was worried. If she could conveniently forget Donovan that'd be great. Simplify things a whole bucketload. Especially if he's not knocking down mountains to turn over a new leaf. He doubted Donovan thought of Simmik as highly as she thought of him.

I just don't want you to get hurt, Simmik. In any way. What could he say to make Simmik ditch the fool? He wasn't sure there was anything. I don't want to see you disappointed and sad, or be able to say 'I told you so,' I don't want to have to figure out how to deal with things if he really does go off the deep end and things get vicious. A drawn out breath after a pause. Is asking you to stay away from him too much? Probably. It was a desperate sort of question where he expected that it was too much -- Mal was wanting a solution where there wasn't one, a hope. How would he keep her safe otherwise?