Frost struggled to breath under Maya's vice grip but he didn't push her off instead he simply bared with it until she calmed down. His heart that had been through the wringer from the sudden assassination calmed down as the smell of Maya's hair filled his nose, bringing him a sense of peace. When he was with her, he was safe, he was home.
A few moments later Maya removed herself from Frost with reluctance and donned a serious expression fit for a resolute bodyguard. Frost was surprised at first and instantly put his guard up thinking there was another danger lurking around but relaxed when he sensed who had come.
