[Vil's arms come up immediately, and he wraps them tightly around Cater, settling the side of his head against the teen's.]

Oh, Cater... I'm sorry. I've long since been desensitized to such rabble. I suppose it didn't fully occur to me how... well, traumatizing it can actually be.

[He turns his head and presses a kiss to his temple.]

Come. Let's sit.