"I really..." The orc forced himself to laugh instead of wince in pain as his shirt came off. "Really didn't think you would cross any lines, here. You're basically a pointy-eared nun, anyway." His tone was trying to come across as ornery, but that bare hint of affection was creeping back into his voice. "And as for 'offing' you, I feel like that would make my whole rescue attempt pointless."<br/><br/>Kagan hissed involuntarily as a particularly sensitive cut was redressed, closing his eyes. "Last night... You accused me of wanting to make you someone else... To use you, somehow. Which made me wonder... What *do* you want to do? When this thing is over and we're safe outside of the kingdom... Who do you want to be?"