(The kitchen...blurs. He reaches out to catch himself against the counter, staying upright through sheer stubborn willpower.}
Me? You wish to protect me? {The idea makes him feel warmer, somehow. Happier. He grins and tips his head, dark strands falling over his eyes.} I was referring to you as well. I will protect you.
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Me? You wish to protect me? {The idea makes him feel warmer, somehow. Happier. He grins and tips his head, dark strands falling over his eyes.} I was referring to you as well. I will protect you.