[It's when he feels her waiver on the stairs that he lifts her into his arms. He's been working out with all the training. Broader in the chest and more capable of carrying her up two flights.

Still he's breathing heavy when he's on the roof, checking his watch.]

Anger's good. Hold onto that and use it but rest for now. It's fun isn't it? Living in the moment like this?

[he paused before cradling her close, grinning behind his mask.] I'll take care of you. You're safe with me kid.