“Everyone wants to believe their fairy tales are true,” he remarks, perhaps in a cynical attempt at trying to get her to not be too hard on herself. He’d thrown his own happiness out of the palm of his hand when already he had it, which is worse than naivete in his eyes.

If he knew anything, it was that the anger and bitterness in her voice could only come from a deep pain inflicted on her. A person doesn't harbor those feelings without good reason. He can’t help but be reminded of a young Charlotte, pining after her shining knight - probably clambering after the same foolish hope for a happy ending.

"Sounds like you wizened up."