Hideaway Strath we don't know when to quit no no

I can't leave. The words were pretty much the worst that he could've gotten. Charles didn't understand it at all. What did she have to live for right here? Why couldn't she leave? What was more important than her friendship to him, anyway? He felt a mix of emotions — anger that she would put other things above him and try to force him to stay, guilt for being so angry at her, sadness that she would stay behind — as she asked him to stay right here with her. And Kynareth.

Wait, why was she dragging Kynareth Deagon into this? Charles was distracted from the whirlwind of emotions by this and quite suddenly asked, What you mean? Why would I stay for Kynareth? He sounded defensive, guarded, maybe even a bit angry at the insinuation, and he was all of those things. He didn't want anyone to think he was into dudes. That stuff was just plain unnatural. He definitely didn't want Whrist, practically his only friend in this place, to think that about him.