[ This is a bizarre sort of man who has the luxury of worrying about her when so much else is at stake — including his own safety. The look she gives him is openly communicative of that thought, bewilderment tenting her brow. For a moment, she isn't sure how to respond. ]
Um... Why are you asking me this?
[ They're supposed to be enemies and all. If she ends up not being okay, it'll be the fault of him and his allies, almost certainly. ]
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Um... Why are you asking me this?
[ They're supposed to be enemies and all. If she ends up not being okay, it'll be the fault of him and his allies, almost certainly. ]