"Of course. She's my student. You don't mess with what is a demon's," he said. Possessiveness is just part of the game with demons. "Frankly, he's lucky his trauma was readily apparent because that was the only thing that made sense. I tell him destiny wants to make me a dimensional nuke without it being a whole angst thing and he's more concerned about comforting me over being worried about me having that kind of power. But someone with a boom stick? Oh, stop the presses, that's a real danger," Red Son groused, leaning back from the vent. "If he wasn't traumatized, I was going to be offended. Even I think I shouldn't have that kind of power, where does he get off thinking that will turn out fine?"

He huffs, rubbing at his face. "Mostly that. I've been biting back on it for the sake of diplomacy and not upsetting my apprentice, but its just been so annoying. Especially when its clear no one else around him has actually challenged him about his issues. I'm not the one people want as a therapist friend!"