[With a grin, Allison nods.] There is nothing more horrifying than dad ass. Not old man ass, not hairy ass...dad ass beats them all.

[She sobers, eyes widening at the mention of Tig's file...because if Venus read it, then she knows...well...everything.

After a moment she sighs shakily, reaching up to rub a hand over her mouth before propping her chin in her hand to meet Venus's gaze gravely.]

Then you know why I hate comas so damn much. [It's a small part of the reason, but a contributing factor all the same.] And why I might have been...more than a little overprotective the first time we met. It wasn't just the werewolf thing. I won't--I can't let him get hurt like that again, like when he lost his daughter.

And that's why I'm glad you're here. I know you won't hurt him...I trust you to help him.