Nestling into his arms, feeling warm and protected, safe.....<br/>Raven almost laughed at the irony in that, safe in the arms of an unliving killing machine, well partly anyway, if not for that chip thing, but she didn't and couldn't see him like that.<br/>The  look of vunerability that crept up on him, when he wasn't looking, the sadness in his eyes, even the tenderness in which he held her now.<br/><br/>She had no idea still why she was here with him, no idea what she could actually do to help him, but she did know that she was going to stay and try.<br/><em>"I don't care what the fuck he is or does or has done for that matter, no-one should say that they have never felt safe for over a soddin' century"</em><br/>Wrapping her arms protectlvely around him, she tried to show how she felt.