“You don't have to worry about me.'
...
'I always worry about you.' Dain's hands curl into fists.

'Don't.' I shake my head. 'I can handle myself.'

'I just don't want to see you get hurt again.'

My ribs squeeze my heart like a vice.

'Then don't watch.' I take his calloused hand in mine. 'You can't save me from this, Dain.”