<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">Nick laughed, the sound far from pleasant.  "Its not that simple, Lynia, and well you know it.  Its never that simple anymore."  Especially not now.  He wasn't even sure he wanted to tell her.  Lynia had a way of taking information and.... running with it.  Consequences be damned.  "If the <em>Sidhe</em> have an interest in you--an unhealthy interest--then nothing is simple about this situation at all.  You may well have started something that you cannot hope to control."<br/><br/>With a sigh, he stepped out onto the balcony beside her to lay a gentle hand on her shoulder.  The rain was falling faster now, and his hair was instantly plastered across his forehead.  They'd both be miserable tonight.  "These creatures, mon ami, I may be able to keep them from you.  <em>You</em> may not be able to hold them at bay either, regardless of your bravado.  You are formiddable, yes," he said quickly at her slashing look.  Eyes like daggers, that one.  "But the <em>Sidhe</em> are many.  You've heard the phrase "We are Legion.""  Nicholas let his head drop, closing his eyes as water ran down his face and dripped from his chin and nose.  "This is not good, Lyn," he said softly, using a nickname that she rarely allowed for its implied familiarity.    <br/></span>