"I'm the one she needs."
Fenric flinched as if he'd been struck. He looked at me, seeing the way I was gasping, my body caught in the middle of a biological battle I couldn't win on my own. The thought that he and Damar were inadvertently hurting me by being 'too strong' was a bitter pill to swallow.
He looked up at Noah, still having his concerns.
"Are you sure of what you're saying?" He asked, and Noah looked up at him, saying nothing. "You're still a stranger to us, and you're suddenly saying things that we do not understand."
"You think I'm making this up just to have rounds with the little tiger?" He asked, tilting his head, his breath jagged and his eyes unsettled. "Well then, why don't you find it out yourself?" He asked, getting up to his feet but I instinctively reached for him.
"N-no, don't... Don't go. It's hot."
I grabbed his leg, leaving Fenric's hold, shocking him and Damar.
