Bobby moved a hand up to John's hair, running his fingers through it slowly as John nestled against him. "I know it's not, but I'm not just gonna count on someone else to take care of her, you know? She's one of us," he said quietly, closing his eyes. He really hoped it wouldn't come to a fight, really hoped they weren't being hunted, but...he would be ready if they were.

But for now, he would just keep John close, cling to the sense of safety in his arms, in their little house together.