Marcus put his free hand over hers, holding it gently.
"No, I said I'd tell you. It's okay."
"It was movie night, when you came over and I made popcorn. You remember? You told me I was part of your pack." He squeezed her hand. "So you see? You can't let the darkness win. Because then who would eat my crappy popcorn and tell me when I was acting the arse?" He smiled down at her sparkly head.