Lake Rodney i'll care for you

You can try, she offered, voice shaky as he stepped near to her. And I can try too, she sighed as his head pressed atop hers, a warm feeling in her chest. She was thankful for him, and for his endless patience with her. He was not family; he owed her none of that. But he had been nothing but kind. I just have lost a lot of people I care most about. And I am afraid, she whispered, not wanting to speak these thoughts into existence lest they become real, I am afraid that I will lose the rest. 

She pressed her head into his chest, all but headbuttting him with the consistent pressure she applied. He was still here; she had not lost him, or Charles, either. Fennec had been hurt—that she had almost been lost shook Leta to her core. You can teach me, she repeated. To be brave, and to be better.