Bobby smiled a little and squeezed his hand. "I'm glad you think so," he said quietly, leaning his head against John's.
There was no way Bobby would let John up in a cell again, not unless he did something to deserve it, and even then...well, he wouldn't think about that. John wouldn't do anything to deserve it, he was pretty sure. He hoped.
"Yeah? Maybe it is. Maybe it's not. And even if it is, if they're after her..." he shook his head. "I don't like it when people attack my friends, no matter what their reason. We'll help her stay safe." He rubbed his arm over John's bicep, nuzzling his hair a little. "We both know how to fight if it comes to that." And if Em's safety was in danger, he would fight. Not to kill, not unless there was no other way, but he could disable quite nicely, thanks. Freeze a gun, lock someone in place with a nice block of ice for shoes, spray a blast of needle-sharp ice shards into someone's face to distract and disorient...he hadn't used those skills in years, but he knew they were right there at his fingertips if ever he needed them.
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There was no way Bobby would let John up in a cell again, not unless he did something to deserve it, and even then...well, he wouldn't think about that. John wouldn't do anything to deserve it, he was pretty sure. He hoped.
"Yeah? Maybe it is. Maybe it's not. And even if it is, if they're after her..." he shook his head. "I don't like it when people attack my friends, no matter what their reason. We'll help her stay safe." He rubbed his arm over John's bicep, nuzzling his hair a little. "We both know how to fight if it comes to that." And if Em's safety was in danger, he would fight. Not to kill, not unless there was no other way, but he could disable quite nicely, thanks. Freeze a gun, lock someone in place with a nice block of ice for shoes, spray a blast of needle-sharp ice shards into someone's face to distract and disorient...he hadn't used those skills in years, but he knew they were right there at his fingertips if ever he needed them.