[ If ever asked, Sandalphon wouldn't call it any sort of noble willingness so much as a more simplistic tendency for recklessness he well knows about himself. It's a work in progress for him even now. Still, as with most things, the truth sits in the middle somewhere in between both angles - and although she doesn't outright say anything or ask it of him, her observant look is enough to give him pause.

Right. Alternatives exist. He meets her gaze a little uncertainly for just a moment, then looks back down again to the struggling little guy with a look of deliberation. ]

That... is possible. Regardless, in order to know more, it would mean finding someone that's been afflicted or a witness to it.

[ Not unreasonable, admittedly, though unfortunately (?) he is neither. ]