When she kisses his cheek he feels her lips on both rough skin and dead nerves. Scars that will never fully heal, and he was brought back to the world with. They have no real sensation, and he doesn't know where they come from. At least she knows where her scars started.

"I don't think you'll feel that way forever. I got a bad history, ill luck follows me everywhere 'cause of the business I get into. But I like you enough to ask you to promise that when you need me to get out, you'll tell me. You won't find excuses to keep me around. Do it for you. Be ruthless for you, alright?"

He reaches over and, in contrast to those words, puts his arm around her and pulls her so her head can rest on his chest.

"Tell you what, though, I already got a plan in case one of those things bust through that door. I'll get ya outa here." Another promise that she can rest easy.