Yako swallowed another sob, but couldn't stop the hot tears that slid over her cheeks. Of course she wanted to calm down but she didn't have that choice. As his palm slid over her shoulder a black spike shot out.
She ground her teeth at the literal stab of pain as the astral fox growled, low and vicious. "Like hell he's not. That thing is a Threat, Missy, and you know our policy on those."
Yako could barely stand it; this sick parody of protection turned her stomach so violently it was a wonder she hadn't retched over the duration of the ordeal.