Percival's struggle is plain to him, and as Essek cups his face in his palm, noting how hot his skin is, he feels a great deal of sympathy. He would also very much like to not be here. He would like to be alone with his husband--somewhere that he does not have to worry about being caught in a compromising position, preferably.

"I think that is a wise plan," he agrees. "But if we must leave in a rush, we will."

The determination he feels to protect, guide, and care for Percival is nothing new--it is a natural part of loving him. But the intensity of it now surprises him. He will see his mate through this. He is capable of being his reason, his restraint, and his balance, should he need it. And when he has him safely tucked away in their own space, he will be everything else he needs, too.

"Promise me you will not break any jaws," he demands with a note of gentle teasing, "and we will return to conclude what business we must."