There was something familiar about Rose. There was a strong sense of understanding that she was a lot like his own mother and he was instantly hushed. She was just as stubborn but that wasn't what had him mentally pinned to the wall.

Her spirit was almost exactly the same and Angeal had to blink at least twice to see that she wasn't his mother at all but someone else entirely different. Now wasn't the time to argue such things. Even he could see that she wasn't wanting to be a burden by anyone. "Understood."

However, this didn't mean by any stretch that he wasn't going to leave her out of his sight, if he could help it. He wasn't going to dote on her, but he would be there in case she needed his help.