Yeah. Seems like a constant train of fucked up events, honestly.

That's... good. You're good at that kind of. Nice stuff. I'd tell him myself but my way usually involves a lot of the word 'fuck' which kind of neutralizes any good I could be doing.

[She's got tough love.]

Uh. Well. You know. I've been thinking. And I don't really. Know if it's the same for him but. Ah. He means a lot to me. I never had many [Any.] good friends where I'm from-

So... uh. Anyways my point is. Humans are pretty fragile? So. If in the off chance something.

Happens to me? Don't like. Let him do anything stupid, okay? You two are meant to be, so I know you're sort of. Number one go-to-guy to take good care of him.

[Is it a little self-centered to think he would? Maybe. Perhaps he's not quite as attached to her as she is to him, but she won't underestimate his apparent desire to sacrifice himself or put himself in mortal danger at the first chance he gets.]