He stilled, watching him. His expression was a mix of pity and concern.
"Donald, has this really been worrying you that much?" He set down his glass on the table, turning to face him fully. "I am really, really sure that she's not going to hurt me. She seems to like me for some reason. She claimed to see something of herself in me." A little depressing, but all the more reason for her to leave him alone.