The more she says, the more tense he gets. "You almost died... 'cause of me," he murmurs lowly, tense and upset. She didn't even know him then, but she risked her life, and he doesn't know what to do with that feeling.
"Don't you ever do that again. Not for me. You hear me?" He's not worth it, and he can't stand the idea of her being hurt because of him.
She's shutting down on him, though, and he can see it in her face. So he has to know, he has to see that it's sunk in. Cradling her cheek, he forces her to look at him.
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"Don't you ever do that again. Not for me. You hear me?" He's not worth it, and he can't stand the idea of her being hurt because of him.
She's shutting down on him, though, and he can see it in her face. So he has to know, he has to see that it's sunk in. Cradling her cheek, he forces her to look at him.
"I won't see you hurt. Never again."
As it is, he wants to kill someone right now.