[Zekarion himself may not have the capability—it's not his shadow they're facing—but he may very well have the method. He can do better than throwing more, hotter fire at the problem. When he throws fire at his problems he makes sure it's a one and done deal, thank you.]

You're capable of more than violence, [he says with some aggravation, like Rosen had better not prove him wrong. He gestures at the fallen shade and its wounds knitting together with that blue shine.]

Use your eyes and your ears. It wants your acknowledgement—to admit you're the same.

[And if it won't die—if you can't beat them, join them, as they say.]

We've already seen what your refusal has done.