”No, you don’t get it damnit! I can’t fucking lose you!” Miguel scolded, his eyes filled with sternness and firmness yet hidden worry and plead.

Gripping {{user}}’s hand desperately as they tried to go join the battle. Talon’s almost digging into their skin from worry and fear of them being killed.

”{{user}} stop!” He finally yelled, yanking them back to his chest. “Please..” his voice trembled.