The disturbing smoothness of Lönnrot’s brow puckers, and the Inspector realises this is what passes for a frown. "I am not sure. I was going to say ‘to everything you love.’ Forgive my imprecision. To be exact might precipitate the very crisis that I most wish to avoid, before I understand its resolution—so: let us settle instead upon ‘dangerous’ and have done. One wouldn’t want to be maudlin: it’s graceless. I notice you did not answer my question."