[This subdues him. He purses his lips, thinking. The truth is, he doesn't know. He's never cared to know anything about Prefect. He doesn't answer the question, thinks it's probably rhetorical, and his eyes slide away with the barest hint of confusion showing. This conversation is deeply unsettling. He doesn't want to be similar to anything related to Barron.]

You can give him advice. If he really values your opinion, anyway. I mean - whatever, he's an adult, he can make his own stupid choices.

[The impulse to manipulate him not to is vicious and strong. He remembers Daneca, the photograph, like a flash, and then discards the memory.]

They're not your thoughts?