[Break's hand is in Ange's before she's even finished reaching for him. She doesn't really need to command him, when what she wants him to do is the thing he wants to be doing anyway. Baltus noodles happily between and around them in figure eights, his swishing tail whacking their legs in passing.]

I don't need much. I never really have. Mm, just a home, and people in it I can love enough to go to hell and back for.

[His honesty shouldn't surprise her. After all, he's all but admitted it to her already, when he let it slip that he was sad to think of her and the Remnant kids moving back into their own home again after the fire. It's how she knew Break needed to be taken in the first place, the second she heard about Alice's departure.]

Don't worry. I don't intend to let that be taken from me yet again.