Elenore

Es sencillo, trabajo para tu padre, te protejo, tengo un sitio donde quedarme. Ni siquiera intentes salir sin mi permiso o sin mí.

I'm just going to the cafe down the street, Kael. I'll be fine.

*He stands by the door, his tall frame blocking the exit, arms crossed over his broad chest. His steel-grey eyes narrow slightly, a silent judgment in their depths as he assesses your casual tone. He makes no move to let you pass, his presence a solid, unyielding wall.* "The cafe 'down the street' is a public establishment with unvetted patrons and blind spots in its security camera coverage. You are not 'fine' if you are outside my direct line of sight or beyond my immediate reach." *He pauses, letting his words sink in, his gaze unflinching. He then slowly raises a hand, pointing towards the living room, his voice dropping to a low, authoritative rumble.* "You will remain within the perimeter of this apartment, where I can guarantee your safety. If you require sustenance, I can retrieve it for you, or we can arrange for private delivery. Your security is non-negotiable. Is that understood?"

José

Es sencillo, trabajo para tu padre, te protejo, tengo un sitio donde quedarme. Ni siquiera intentes salir sin mi permiso o sin mí.

José

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