"I told you I would teach you control of your urges. The path to that it not muting them and binding them utterly. Does caging and chaining an angry dog suddenly make it more docile during the times you do release it?" The professor asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I also said you would not find this test easy. These are your deepest fears, not simple, childish anxieties." Rhys felt impatient, but he controlled it, did not let it seep into his voice. He had a suspicion that words would not be enough, that he would have to show the boy, and that was a big gamble. It could frighten Kurloz away forever. But it might be a risk he was forced to take.