Wrapping an arm around her, he pulled her close into him, nestling her head under his chin so that her errant strays of hair tickled his neck. He shushed her softly, smirking when she melted against him, wrapped her own thin arms tight around his waist. "Tell me all about them, Love," he asked, his voice a purr. And she did, weaving ghastly tales of torture and pain, of hopelessness and misery. Werewolves, trolls, and spiders larger than three men put together.