Sascha lifted his head from where he’d pillowed it on his hands to peer back at him. “I should have asked before—do we need protection?” Kai frowned at him. Did Sascha think Kai had become careless? “My daggers are close at hand,” he reassured. “What? No—I meant…” Sascha let out a breathless laugh. “You can’t give me diseases, can you?” “My kind have no illnesses to spread to you.”
