“This. . .” he said, and shifted in a blink, appearing at their back again. He gripped their hips, shaking them slightly. “Is yours. This. . .” He tapped his claw against their temple. “Is yours. This. . .” Dragged his fingertip down their sternum. “Is yours. You belong to no one until you decide otherwise. You wanted someone else to take the wheel, so I did. But control is just as much yours as it is mine.”
