And how many times have you learned I was able to get out of danger, without injury?

[Her voice is even. But there was an iron will behind it too. Some things, she hadn't told her friends, or him due to it already being taken care of.

She was not that delicate of a flower.]

You're strong Vincent. And capable. Not everyone here could have done so well against a room full of monsters...or a hammer to the head.

...but whether you're immortal or not...I'm still going to look out for you.

You're my friend. You can still be hurt.