"Well sure, all our sons can be monks, paladins, whatever they want. But boys are trouble. I should know. If our daughters are Epopts, nobody will be touching them." Ceodore nods emphatically. He's quite made up his mind on this point. Despite his chauvenist determination about any little girls though, he's very much in support of letting all the children determine their own paths. Just that protectiveness is overriding commonsense, a little.