Etcetera said
*Looks at you, unimpressed*Can we just shoot her now?
I....
*Ivy brings one of her hands down and rests it on my face.*
Ivy: Oh, But we wouldn't want to do that would we? That would hurt me. You want to protect me. Don't you.
*She exhales into my face and she air that comes from her mouth seems to sparkle. I breathe it in and my irises turn a shade of green.*
Kyle: Protect...
*My hand with the gun wobbles*