"... Thanks for asking. "His eyes soften; She's only looking out for him. And he knows that means whatever happened to her, it's bad.

"Sixteen, but not a normal sixteen." Blue connecting lines go down Rex's right hand, and then suddenly the end of his arm is surrounded by metal that protrudes into a enormous sword. "I fight monsters. I've seen and been through some pretty awful stuff; battles and violence against the innocent, death, plagues, stopping the end of the world... enough to know that people are the worst monsters of them all."