[ ... A tiny smile at her fierceness. It's reassuring somehow. Something he can believe in. And of course, her sentiment is entirely aligned with his. He straightens and wipes his eyes on his sleeve with a sniff, a rueful quirk to his lips. ]

Let's rip him down together, the first chance we get. Then we can stick his heart into the first scum-sucking monster we come across and see how he likes it.