"Baby girl, don't worry, he'll get over himself, he always does, this is my town, your town, we got this," He smiled at her, Then he looked back at the drawing, lifted a sheet to see the black marks, she always did that when she saw something bad as if she was blacking them out.
He looked over at her and then moved to stand next to her, "It will be alright," he touched her shoulder, "we just need to figure out a way to kill him."