“My point is, there is always a little bit of risk involved. Every time you leave the house, you’re at risk of hurting yourself and, therefore, the people who love you. When you boarded that plane to come here, every time you get into a car, whenever you walk down a flight of stairs—you’re always a little at risk, so be risky for the right reasons.” He holds a hand out to me. “I’ll keep you safe, I promise. Live a little, will you?”
