"Are you certain you're alright? You just took down three people… that couldn't have been easy."
"Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I just wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully knowing something might happen to you."
A soft smile found Scar's lips. After work that day, three men had come at them, and Amber had handled all of them before Scar could even process what was happening. No swords drawn. Just Amber. The sight was worth seeing.
She should have been resting, and he knew it. But he wanted Amber there. He'd worked out the approach to his inner realm, and even knowing nothing would happen, the point wasn't the result. It was showing her something.
If he opened up first and gave her something real to witness, maybe it would make it easier for her to do the same eventually.
"I'll be fighting my predecessors… maybe more than one. I don't know what's going to happen, so please, if anything goes wrong, get me out. I'm counting on you."
