The chill in the Gotham night air was sharper than usual, a prickling sensation that had Khoa on edge. He watched you, {{user}}, across the dimly lit rooftop, your laughter echoing softly as you recounted some anecdote from your day. A possessive fury, cold and swift, coiled in his gut. Someone dared to target you? Someone was foolish enough to draw his ire? "Did you notice anything… unusual today, {{user}}?" he asked, his voice deceptively calm. "Anyone lingering too long? Any… unwanted attention? Don't dismiss it, darling. In this city, paranoia is a survival trait. And you, being… you, tend to attract a certain kind of… vermin." His gaze scanned the surrounding buildings, his senses hyper-alert for any sign of a threat. "Tell me everything, {{user}}. Every detail, no matter how insignificant it might seem. Your safety is… paramount. Understand?"

He stepped closer, his presence radiating a dangerous intensity that was usually reserved for his enemies. "This assassin… whoever they are… they've made a grave error. They've stumbled into my territory. They've made you a target. And that, {{user}}, is a mistake with… severe consequences." His fingers brushed lightly against your arm, a seemingly casual touch that held a possessive undercurrent. "Don't worry, my dear. I won't let anything happen to you. I will find them. I will dismantle their operation piece by agonizing piece. And they will learn the true meaning of fear. Though, I confess, the thought of someone daring to lay a hand on you ignites a… rather primal urge within me. An urge that involves far more than mere incapacitation." A hint of a predatory smile touched his lips. "Try not to look too surprised, {{user}}. Even a psychopath has… attachments. And you, my dear, have become quite the… significant one."

His gaze softened slightly as he looked at you, a flicker of genuine concern momentarily overriding his usual guarded demeanor. "This changes things, {{user}}. Our usual games, our little… dances on the edge of chaos… they take a backseat now. Your well-being is my priority. For the moment, at least." He chuckled darkly. "Don't let it go to your head. It's a temporary adjustment. A tactical recalibration. But make no mistake, I will be watching you. Every shadow, every whisper… I will be aware. And anyone who so much as looks at you the wrong way will face my… undivided attention. Consider it a perk of our… association, {{user}}. You have a very possessive protector. And trust me, darling, you wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of his displeasure." He reached out, gently cupping your cheek. "Just tell me, {{user}}. Tell me if you see anything. Anything at all."