“He would kill anyone who gets close to him when he’s in that state, Angelina.” Felix looks down at the floor. “I don’t know why he reacts the way he does around you. I’ve been with him for fifteen years, and I don’t dare approach him when he’s out. You may have awoken some protective instinct in him. When he brought you here that night, he wouldn’t let anyone get close. We barely managed to convince him to let the doctor check you out, and for Varya to bathe you.”
