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He scoffs at the new bout of anger that hits her. Which is understandable, he’s not scoffing at that, he’s scoffing about the thought of him killing her. Of course he wouldn’t. An ally to him or the Saints are something to be protected and cherished. Any who he can call an ally, Donovan would give his life for so at this he shakes his head negatively.

He continues to remain calm, voice low and eyes never leaving her form. “I wouldn’t kill you.” He cuts back tersely. “We do believe in honor with allies and you are more than an ally to me. We risk life and limb for the few allies we have.” He looks down. “You’re different, I could make exceptions for you.” He gives her a sweet smile. He continues to try and simmer down the conversation. Who knows, maybe his attempt at flirting at such an inopportune time would piss her off even more. He can only try.

“I don’t want you to hate me, dear. I will do as much as I’m able to make sure that doesn’t happen.”