Dale Morrison. [b]He answered carefully, keeping a steady eye on the stranger. She upset him. Being cheerful was fine and good, but crashing down with a smile, few injuries, feeling like they're always being watched... And friends that'll protect her, but not at the moment. Everything about her put him on edge, though he supposed it wasn't as bad as someone with dark clothes and an alluring voice. [/b] These... Friends, why do they not protect you now?