Michaelangelo looked at her. Holing her closer as he felt her come closer to him. He held her tenderly. A gentle sign of compassion that made it hard to tell if it was subconscious or if he was consciously aware of him doing so. He leaned in close with his mouth and head as she spoke. "There is no harm in me doing so. It is only for you that I would go from assassian to bodyguard CW. Just for you will I change my role. Anyone else there would be not enough money to pay me to do so. My job is the mercenary assassian yet for you my friend...I can be the bodyguard from hell." He said with a smirk. Brushing her cheek with his lips before standing up straight. He had seen the shadow move and his hand had dove into the trenchcoat and randomly grabbed a pistol. He had in out and cocked across Rea's chest in moments. "Wrong move." he said. Firing the gun and killed the man without mercy. The force of the explosive bullet that shot from the gun forced the man to let go, fly backwards, and his head explode. Blowing the smoke from his gun it was instantly gone and he was back to walking with her as if he did not just brutally assissinate a street criminal. "We are not far from your house if my calculations and numericals are correct. Though I doubt anyone could come to the same conclusion as I have...the house is going to be rigged and booby trapped against intruders. You will be instructed where the triggers for these traps are. So one you do not set them off and two you could set them off from afar should the need for you to do so arise." he said in a soft voice.