Rafe allowed himself a small smile.  If his people had anything to say about it, her's wouldn't get the chance to expand.  In fact, they'd likely contract.<br/><br/>"Pretty much," he said aloud.  "When most of the world's agin' you, it's good to have some shields.  Or at least someone nearby who isn't as fast."  Another smile, this one less enigmatic and more sardonic.  The cynic in his head assumed that most members of either major sect felt the same way, not that he actually felt it, being one of the things that scared both sects.