You catch a glimpse of Geten staring in your direction. You're not sure why, It looks as though he wants your attention. He begins to walk towards you, a serious look written across his ice-cold face with a hint of jealousy.

"I don't like the way he was looking at you..." Geten mumbled out.

He's close now. A hand comes to rest upon your shoulder, his other sliding around your waist. It's strange, but you can't help but feel a sense of comfort from his cold caress.