[Charles' answer surprises Scorpius. He's long since gone under the assumption of being perpetually misunderstood and misjudged, and likely is under the impression that if Crichton knew of his deeper motivation, he wouldn't care. That Charles is taking the time to validate Scorpius' concerns is a treasured thing. He closes his eyes to briefly state;]

Thank you.

[Back to the present moment. Eyes now open, he observes Charles in a new, more curious light. He seems to have a boundless sympathy to him, this creature. Is this what telepathy will do to you?]

And next I expect you wish to turn more towards the topic that injuring Alex Summers will in no way benefit me.

[Even if it does make Crichton squirm]

I have no interest in pursuing more harm to your offspring.

[His point's been made, after all]