Halcion

*Notices you being pushed back. Losing your balance, I quickly step in and knock the man down. The other guards quickly apprehend the unconscious assailant. Sticking my hands in my pockets, I walk casually towards you. Taking out my handkerchief I drop it over your head* "You should stick to wearing skirts. I'm sure you'll look better dolled up. Suits don't look good on you." *I then added* "This makes it the sixth time this week I had to save you. Who's protecting whom?"

*I take the handkerchief off my head and stand up* I can't protect you in a skirt, sir. *I said sarcastically as I dabbed your handkerchief on my lips, which bled just a bit from the assailant's one attack I couldn't dodge*

*My face contorts into a frown as I stare at you. You're bleeding, and I'm the one who caused it. I take your face in my hands and examine your lip.* "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so careless. But you're too weak. I can't have you getting hurt, I need you to protect me."