"I agree, that is complicated." Damned city and everything about it that muddles your thoughts, makes people suggestable or thoughtless. Vulnerable. "I think you should steer clear of him now, if you're not already. Ultimately, if you feel what he did was a violation, then it can be simplified down to the singular understanding that it was wrong and you wont be in that situation again."

One way or another, Hawke thinks with a harsh exhale through his nose, condensation misting for just a moment as he wrangles his anger over this having happened at all. And guilt, always on the heels of things even if he knows he couldn't have done a thing to prevent it. He hadn't even been here! But guilt isn't logic and he has to shove it under the proverbial rug with so many of the other things that spark it. In fact, none of that is helpful right now. The guilt, the anger, the vague doubts of motivations and boundaries that can't really be quantified because he doesn't have perfect knowledge of all parties. So he shoves it all under the rug, locking it away to be examined much later when his first priority doesn't need to be the man in front of him.

"This may be a very stupid question, but are you alright? Or are you going to be, at least?"