"You're my roommate. That means we share space, we share walls, and apparently we share bathrooms covered in blood. It also means that if anyone comes looking for you, anyone who shouldn't know where you are or what name you're using, they're going to have to go through me first."
"Why would you do that? You don't know me. You don't owe me anything."
"Because nobody should have to run alone." His voice was quiet, and for a moment he looked like someone much older than eighteen, someone who had seen things that left marks deeper than scars. "And because you're a good hunter. Better than most of the guild kids who think their family names make them invincible. If you get sent back to Japan because some nurse filed the wrong paperwork, that's a waste of potential. I hate waste."
"That's a very practical reason."
"I'm a very practical person."
