No. He wasn't. I could tell that weighed quite heavily on him.

She was a good, kind, decent human being, and she faced her enemy with the greatest strength she could muster.

And I know, it's a burden, son. You've spent years being careful. Years spent keeping our correspondence hidden from even your closest friends, training your mind, watching every reaction and word.

I hate that you've been put in that position, but I would hate your being kept in ignorance even more.

Regardless, this is what your reality has been ever since you turned twelve and we wrote you your first letter, and you've handled all of it marvellously, and will continue to do so, I have no doubt.