[ Lyney couldn't prevent a lot of things that hurt them. He looks at magic as if they're miracles – to save things unsavable and fix things shattered in a million pieces... but Lynette knows how unhealthy it is.

When they reunited after her 'kidnapping', Lyney clung to her. Scolded Wriothesley's name but... she knows why. He had control, he had the means to keep himself strong and guarded. They never did. Not without the Fatui. ]

All we know of it was what we were told. Be good or you'll be sent away to disappear under the sea. ...When our mission brought us there, we knew little about you. I suspect a part of him still feels like a boy when he feels he needs to be a man. [ Lyney looked to Wriothesley and felt a failure. ] I'm... glad to know he talked to you. So many words and reassurances that you never hurt me but – yes. His protections are a bit of a projection.

[ Will he be forgiven? She's not sure. Lynette takes a bite of her pastry, chewing it thoughtfully. A solid four minutes before she caved. ]

He thinks... he has to make up for things. Shortcomings... and things that may happen. My brother is a kind soul, warm and full of love for those he cherishes... but he's blinded by what has burned him. ...Burned our family. It's not you, it never has been.

[ She knows not to speak ill of Father and her... ah, forthcoming ways of love and protection. ]

I hope he does forgive you.