<em>Danica and Leo</em><br/><br/>Wiggling as the nail down her spine tickled, she cuddled up closer against him without much choice. It was too much tickle for Danica.  "Well isn't that a bit contradictory?" she asked, teasing. "Protecting me from you would mean me staying far away, not coming over to visit at your beck and call."  She smirked at that, because she was fishing for answers on internal questions.<br/><br/>That was probably what kept her from telling him that she couldn't be his Old Lady; that he needed her, or at least professed that he did.  "I'm hungry. You did promise to feed me."<br/>