"Do you really think you can ask me not to worry about you? Yeah—no. That's not gonna happen."

"This is all his fault."

"You fucking touch her and I'll—."

Quirks a brow. "Arrogant? No arrogance here. Just a no bullshit policy." x.com/mediterraneae/…

"Fuck off. She's not a bargaining chip."

"No! Okay, okay fine."

Nods once. "Nice to meet you too." x.com/mediterraneae/…

"Mandy, listen—you know it's not safe. Please, don't do it."

And he has stalked off somewhere to brood.

Doesn't want to hurt anyone, so.

"Haimric. So, you're Italian?" x.com/mediterraneae/…

Watch this video and then try to describe immigrants in dehumanizing terms such as "waves" or "floods." #MuslimBan

"Like...Rome, Rome? The original?" x.com/mediterraneae/…

Leaves a mug of hot tea by Miranda Gardiner.'s bedside, and stalks off once again.

May or may not have chuckled in the slightest at her quip. "Awesome. Quite a journey you've made, though." x.com/mediterraneae/…

Nods a few times in understanding. "Well, at least you're here." x.com/mediterraneae/…

Raising a hand in farewell, Haimric turned towards his destination. "Later, then." x.com/mediterraneae/…

Currently shaking his fist at the cold and snow.

Inhales and exhales deeply. "Finally."

Tackle-hugs Miranda Gardiner. for a brief moment, then returns to his shed.