He doesn't ache. He bleeds. And all he wants is to make others bleed in return. The anger around him is palpable. He growls, quieted like a wolf before leaning his head against her shoulder,swooning.

"I'm supposed to be the one protecting you."

But it's gentle and warm and he leans against her.

"...Only thing I'd know how to do is...grab the librarian and force him to talk."