Mitchell smiled at both George and Maryanne, grateful their support and especially George's suggestion. They had both wonderful hearts. He had never deserved people like them for friends. "They are right. I'm not a danger to you. I won't kill you, even though that might even be a relief. And you know that it would be," he added quickly as he saw his very own face grow angry again. It had been for him. He stepped closer and leaned towards him. "Don't make my mistakes. Don't screw this up. I won't let them get hurt again."