[Davesprite sits with her, curling his tail in front of them like a rampart. While he's listening, almost half his attention is bent on watching her, too--the way she fidgets when she tries to make whatever it is she's talking about sound less bad than it is, the hesitations as she talks about it.
He brings his other hand up to join the first, holding hers between both of his and smoothing the back of her glove with both his thumbs.]
We won't let anything happen to you.
[It's a promise. Maybe House 12 is down a few people, but between him and Dirk, he's sure one guy can't be that much trouble. They take care of their own, and Xion is one of theirs, now.]
Does he have any powers or anything, like you? How good is he?
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He brings his other hand up to join the first, holding hers between both of his and smoothing the back of her glove with both his thumbs.]
We won't let anything happen to you.
[It's a promise. Maybe House 12 is down a few people, but between him and Dirk, he's sure one guy can't be that much trouble. They take care of their own, and Xion is one of theirs, now.]
Does he have any powers or anything, like you? How good is he?