More than anything Felix wanted Richard and Jenny to stop hurting Laveen and Jasmine. He wanted to drag them out of the house and beat the shit out of them. At the mention of being able to pick where they went, which jail or asylum they would be thrown in, he couldnâ€™t help but give a mildly mad smile and chuckle. He would love to get those two somewhere where they would be tortured for all eternity, where they would be sick and have someone treat them the way they treated Laveen. That would make him happy. But he also understood a little better now that Laveen had explained everything to him a little more. Despite the mad smile he was a little calmer; being so worked up would not let Laveen recover like he so desperately needed to. He wanted to keep as calm around the young man as he could.<br/><br/>â€œI would love that,â€ his tone held darkness. Once he lost his temper it took him a little while before he was completely calm again and his dislike towards Jenny and Richard was increasing. When he spoke again he was calmer, quiet, sincere, â€œMonstersâ€¦ once you get better, whatâ€™s yours will be yours and nobody will hurt you ever again. I promise you that Iâ€™ll protect you as best I couldâ€¦â€His words trailed off and he held Laveen closer as his strength began to wane again. He knew he would have to leave the room again soon once he fell asleep so he wanted to wrap this time up before he got in trouble with the two bullies. As badly as he wanted to stay, he knew that he could always visit another time. The very fact that his visit had this much of an impact was satisfactory enough.<br/><br/>He meant what he said; he was going to protect him to the best of his ability until he got better. Even if that meant he would have to leave the room soon.<br/><br/>Felixâ€™s eyes narrowed at the mention of the secret garden again. It had been mentioned before and he had been excited about it. He listened intently to Laveenâ€™s story, â€œI promise.â€ He said once the young man was done, â€œI will take you to the garden when you get better, and when I do it will be beautiful. I will make it live again. Iâ€™m not going to let you die. Iâ€™ll be your friend. From here on out weâ€™ll be best friends, I promise you will get better, youâ€™re not going to die if I can help it.â€ He had added under his breath, holding him a little tighter. The poor guy barely had the energy to speak and yet here he was. Already he seemed a little better but he was sure that was just wishful thinking, he knew that Laveen was not going to suddenly get better over night, as much as he would want him to.<br/><br/>Holding the young man closer to him again he rested his chin on the top of his head gently and closed his eyes. He was going to visit him as much as he wanted him to. If Jenny or Richard found out, he would fight against them and keep seeing Laveen. Nothing was going to take him away from him; there was a bond forming. He could feel it, even if they had only just met there was a bond there that was slowly getting stronger. It would not be easily broken, he knew that, and he was sure he didnâ€™t need to tell Laveen. The young man was happy that he was here. That being said he didnâ€™t feel the need to say anything.<br/><br/>After another minute had passed he slowly laid Laveen on his bed and tucked him in carefully, pushing is hair out of his face like a father would. He smiled pleasantly at him, â€œIâ€™ll come back later, get some more rest. I donâ€™t want to get found outâ€¦ I think tonight Iâ€™ll go see if I can find your motherâ€™s room and search for the garden.â€ Felix told him quietly.