Atlas nodded with a smile. "I think she would like that," he said. "And I would as well." He had to admit he was a bit jealous of how attached the two men seemed to each other. He wished he had that for himself. . . with Minerva. He knew they had something, but he just didn't have a name for it. But he thought about her all the time and never wanted to let her go when they were together.
"And don't worry," he said to Ben. "I don't have any intentions of hurting her, but you're right, she could definitely take care of it herself if needed."