“Maybe it’s that freak of a little brother. Why are you so protective, man? You can’t go anywhere without holding his hand. I mean, there’s something seriously jacked up about that kid, everyone can see that -”
"Please," she whispered, bringing her hand up to the barbed wire. "Please be careful, if not for you, for me." He chuckled painfully and nodded seriously, his fingertips softly touching hers. "I will."