Sora shook his head a little. "I am sorry," he told him. "But you cannot stay with me. Not directly. You do not have the skill to fight in close combat, you would be killed." It wasn't happening.
"Corin has offered to put you on the wall, with one of my guards. You are decent with a bow, and you will be treated as a Trabian soldier." See? He got to be all Trabian. Wasn't that nice for him?
Sora moved to take his hand. "Does this suit you? You will be fighting with me," though not directly beside him. "But your life will be more protected."