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[Thanks to Riley, he at least a few moments of practice in this regard. It's just as unexpected as before, but he shoulders the weight of this precious responsibility with ease. He tucks his forehead against her hair, body curling over hers. Close as they are to the others, he doesn't dare try to summon his wings, but he supposes that it's secure enough. He'll protect her, from herself and anything else.]

Thank you, Christine. [He casts a glance up, first to Stephen and Jeremy, and then to Riley. His gaze lingers there a moment.] And thank you.

[He's say more if he needs to, but right now -- Christine is alive because of her.]