[She holds him a little tighter, headless of the danger.

Airy isn't afraid of him. Cassidy can be scary but, technically speaking, everyone can be scary. She trusts him and she wants to protect him; even if that means protecting him from himself.

She loosens her hug enough to sit up and meet his gaze. Her fingers brush along his hair line as she inspects his features.]

I know you Cassidy. I know that you're not okay with hurting people. I want to know what happened but I want to make sure that you're really okay first.

You don't have to be alone.