Boyd clung to Hannah's words like a drowning thing, and she nodded. "He thinks I'm gonna die, and no one would help him, and I think he went kinda crazy with it," she said, petting Hannah's hair as she calmed, the silk under her fingertips soothing. "He just needs to be kept safe for a spell, that's all. Just for a spell." She pressed her cheek to Hannah's. "If I talk to Vlad, do you think Shane'll hate me? He hates Vlad, but I trust him. He fixes things, even if he gets real grumpy about it."