He closes his eyes again when she runs her hands against his hair, relaxing because it is here. There's a small smile on his lips and he feels safer knowing she's here.

He sighs heavily. Part of him would love to give them all up, but there's part of him that still clings to the idea that you just don't give up your clade, your people in D1, even if they'd made it pretty clear where he stood. "Don't. They're- if you go after them, it's jut going to confirm everything D1 thinks about this new system, that they're being persecuted and that you're their enemy."

He takes a breath. "They said I was a warning."