"Daddy." Rose slowed and gave her father a Look. "What sort of girl do you think I am? If he doesn't respect me, I'm not going to stay with him. And I don't need you to fight my battles for me." She couldn't help but smirk. "If he does anything, I will hurt him myself." She grew a little serious. "But he hasn't been anything but respectful to me. And a good friend."