"They'll still be there tomorrow, you can deal with them then." Kagan let the crackling of the fire speak for him for some time, but his grip on the elf finally softened, he was still holding her but there was no threat of violence in the way he did so.<br/><br/>"I don't know if my death would have been enough for you to get back into Tannow's good graces, but... I appreciate you not trying to find out. I don't think it was just about not making Setrina mad either," he said, "you would've missed my roguish charm." It was a joke, but he said it roughly enough it could have been serious. The truth was, #74 was right. Kagan was having trouble not hating her, she was infatuated by a devil in human form and she had tried to remove the spirit he loved from her body.<br/><br/>Still... She had shown him kindness when she could have killed him. And, as much as he hated to admit it - Kagan wasn't actually a monster. He definitely carried himself that way, and if the day had shown anything it was that he could kill like a wild animal, but that had been out of a desire to protect the woman he loved. A woman whose body, whose wayward other half was shaking and crying in front of him. He could not be callous to that.<br/><br/>"I want to hate you. Right now especially. But... That wasn't what I wanted before." Kagan sighed. The bloodloss was making him share more than he normally would have. "A while back, we talked about your future with love. About how... Each of you love different people. And how you would do best to find one person both sides of you could love." Kagan laughed a little. "Would have been nice to be that someone. You know, before this madness happened." He winced a little, laughing hurt his ribs.<br/><br/>"Look... You can make friends, and find allies. And, more importantly, you can probably find a way to get Setrina to forgive you." Kagan took a step back, sitting shakily down on the bed. He really was at the end of his strength. "Sit with me?" He waved the cot's blanket at her. "It's warmer over here."