Connor cuts in. “All right, everyone needs to cool down right now. I think people are beginning to stare. Come on, Rose.” He lifts her up by the arm. “Let’s go outside for a minute.” She tensely rises from her seat but points at Ryke. “I’m glad you’re here for Lo, but I swear, if you hurt my sister—” “Rose.” Connor ushers her from the booth. Ryke says, “I wouldn’t intentionally hurt anyone.” Connor gives him a look. “Just stop talking.” Rose starts rambling, and Connor finds the right reply each time, keeping her sane as they take a breather.