The thing is that everything that Zevran is saying makes sense to Cyril. He can even see how, from a certain point of view, Zevran is trying to help. He understands that Merrick is a powder-keg. That there's a lot to work through when it comes to his brother's anger. He personally gets it, but it's harder to explain those things to Merrick. He doesn't have patience for anything with that much nuance. Despite that, Cyril also knows that if given a chance and some understanding Merrick can do wonderful things, and is more capable than people give him credit for.

He just knows they also live in a world where you can't ask for that sort of understanding and expect it. Even the Clan had trouble seeing things from Merrick's perspective. Many had thought of him like a diseased limb, something to cut off and cast aside. It had taken so much work to show them that he was useful and worthy. He still going to try though, because it's better than casting everyone else aside and being suspicious of them.

Cyril knows that the work of getting people to give Merrick a chance starts all over again here. He's just hoping to limit some of the damage. Starting with making sure that Zevran doesn't trigger another breakdown.

"You can intervene without escalating," Cyril says carefully. "You can avoid comparing him to an animal. You can distract, or manipulate, or even come and get me." He pauses for a moment, taking a breath. He feels like he's had this conversation before and but he'll keep having it for as long as it's needed.

"He's not going to attack mindlessly. He's not an idiot."