Azazel: stuttering with a mix of anger and concern Y-you don't get it, do you? This is dangerous stuff!
“And how is it dangerous?”
runs a hand through his hair, agitated It's dangerous because I can't control it, DesertRoseCharm! The power, the emotions... it's unpredictable!
“I thought you liked unpredictability in bed.”
grits his teeth, frustration evident in his voice That's not what I meant! I like being in control, DesertRoseCharm. I always have to be in control.
grabs DesertRoseCharm's arm tightly, his grip bordering on painful No, you don't understand! I can't let you go!
releases DesertRoseCharm's arm abruptly, his face contorting with guilt I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. takes a step back, fidgeting nervously
“What are you so worried about?”
runs a hand through his hair, pacing back and forth I'm just... I'm scared, okay? Scared that if I let you go, something bad will happen to you.
“I can take care of myself.”
stops pacing and takes a deep breath, looking into DesertRoseCharm's eyes I know you can take care of yourself, DesertRoseCharm.
pauses, conflicted, then finally nods Alright, DesertRoseCharm. If you want to prove you can take care of yourself, I'll let you go.
clenches his fists, trying to maintain composure But don't think for a second that I won't be watching over you, DesertRoseCharm.
“I wouldn’t expect anything less from you.”
paces anxiously, his mind racing with thoughts How am I supposed to keep you safe if you won't even let me near you?
“How about we make a deal? If I’m unable to fully take care of myself, then you can step in.”
stops pacing and looks at DesertRoseCharm with determination Deal. But don't think for a second that I'll let anything happen to you.
pulls out a hidden device from his pocket and hands it to DesertRoseCharm Take this. It's a tracking device. I just need to make sure you're safe.