[ Lyric's shoulders slacken instantly, hearing those simple words. Her relief is very obvious. ]

Thank you. [ She steps toward him again and rests her hand gently against the back of his. ] I promise to protect you, too.

[ She looks up at him, and though she's the one who looks tired, in her pajamas and everything, she tilts her head slightly in the direction of her much too large to be for a ten year old bed. ] You should stay here tonight - things won't calm down until morning. [ That, she knows from experience. It usually takes a bloody execution to change the tension in the air back to the normal amounts of tension. ] Get some rest.