[After a small, startled pause, he brings his no longer scorching hand to Break's forehead, and then proceeds to stroke his hair. He had expected Break to run away, so having him back just where he was almost reduces him to stupid tears again.]

You cannot hide from God, Break. No matter where you are.

[Out of his jurisdiction. Break...is being too kind. He clings to that as the poor excuse he knows it is.

Locking himself in a tower with seventy two demons did not save Solomon from God's punishment. And God's punishment is...]

Please, at least allow me to pray for you. He does not talk to me anymore, but...