"Just be careful." "You keep saying that." "Is there something wrong with saying it?" "Yes, there is! I'm not some silly fool who can't protect herself or her head!" "Did I ever imply that?" "No, but you keep saying 'be careful' and telling me how you worry, and insisting you help me with things, and--" "Because I do worry!" "Well, you shouldn't! I'm just as capable of looking after myself as you are!" "Believe me, Celaena, I know you can look after yourself. But I worry because I care. Gods help me, I know I shouldn't, but I do. So I will always tell you to be careful, because I will always care what happens."