Tink nodded, her hand snaking down to take hold of his as she considered it for a moment. The only thing that she could imagine--since she honestly had no frame of reference for this sort of thing--was living with a skitzophrenic. Someone who was Anders sometimes, and someone else at others. What she'd gathered about Justice was... well, he wouldn't be a danger to her. Would he?
After a moment she laced her fingers through his. The idea of living with someone who had another entity in his head was... well, a little daunting. But Tink wasn't the kind of person to turn her back on a friend, let alone a lover. Let alone possibly the greatest love of her life.
"You told me your deepest, darkest secret and I remained." She said. "I'm not going anywhere, Anders. I'm with you no matter what happens."