“Danny.” I turned him toward me and cupped his face. “My sweet human. You know I love you, yes?” Danny looked uncertain—and a little suspicious. “Um, yes. I love y—” “But you were a terrible soldier,”
Danny was obviously meant to survive based on his looks. Being hot was his basic evolutionary advantage, and being loved by a omniscient monster was his sugar baby skill; unfortunately for Wyn, he's a…
