Her alarmed and anger voice made him turn, his insides relaxing a bit. He hadn't wanted to admit it to himself but he was concerned for her. Living in such a place with no locks to bar any intruder. But she was a special she could most likely take any normal person out with out even breaking a sweat. But with the brash of murders lately he couldn't calm the nagging feeling in him to keep an eye out for her. Not just cause she was his partner, but because it was the right thing to do. But her next words pulled him from his thoughts as she yelled at him.<span style="font-style: italic"> "Get your ass in here before you become a damn target!"</span>she yelled. With a nod he made his way in, and what he received was a heavy glare from his partner. Those types of looks made him want to mess with her to relax the hard glaring features she now wore to a softer look.<br/><br/>Chris found a spot to sit, leaning back he watched her lines increase in hardness, he sighed internally.<span style="font-style: italic">"Don't you know your kind ends up dead and vanished just because people can?!"</span>she said her tone harsh but there seemed to be some concern there. His features softened a bit. It was nice to see how ever so slightly concern from her, about him. He eyed her for a moment trying to figure out his words. "Well I wanted to let my partner know that there would be no issues with the chief anymore, at least from where the station crew is concerned. And well..." he said his throat clearing at the last part. "I wanted to check on you, you seemed pretty upset when you left and we'll when I found out where you  were saying I thought I could watch your back" he said the last part making him unable to look her in the eyes. His gaze shifting over the room he was in.<br/><br/>Chris was curious to Meya's response but the other parts of him thought to let his eyes linger elsewhere.