Without waiting for Theovin to finish his explanation, Rosey snatched her hand away and scurried to the other side of Ralph, seeking refuge from the man's unsettling presence.
Ralph's eyes widened at her sudden movement, but a sly smile crept across his lips as he realized that he could use the situation to his advantage.
Theovin had been keeping this human close, whoever she was, and Ralph knew that standing between them would irk him.
Ralph flashed a grin at Rosey, his voice laced with amusement.
"Hey there, little Rose. Don't worry, Theovin can be a handful. But I've got your back."
He slung his arm around her shoulders, giving her a reassuring squeeze.
Theovin felt a surge of anger towards Ralph, his fists clenching at his sides.
He wanted nothing more than to punch him in the face and wring him like a wet cloth.
