[While she curls into herself, he finally steps up. Finally, perhaps in the coward's way out, he pushes forward to her vulnerable form and curls up next to her, his back against the same wall.]

Is that all?

[His cheek rests on his knees as he watches her; his lips curl into into a small reassuring smile. If he looks relaxed enough, maybe he'll feel relaxed enough.]

Didn't I already say I'm not going anywhere? If that means making it clear that I'm not for sale, then that's what I'll have to do.