"You're one of those people who'd see a coeurl cub and decide it's small and harmless and not actually a monster, aren't you." There's a note of surrender to the boy's tone, as if he's not sure he's ever going to win this and thus should stop trying. "Cubs grow up, sir."

Was he different than the things behind the wall? Mostly. He wasn't prone to trying to eat anyone .. as yet anyway, but kill? That he was good at. That could be inevitable. But he couldn't actually stop Henry from making this particular terrible decision. "Please at least TRY to keep it in mind."