[Hans's relatively calm tone sets the mood for their interaction, and rather than respond in an aggravated way to the apparent intruder, Onyx simply answers with a low voice that's nonetheless unhappy:]
He decided to throw himself between me and one of his friends... as though that would be worthwhile.
[The man walks towards the glass door to the apartment's living area, his armored boots clacking with every purposeful step. Ferran remains unmoving in his guardian's arms.]
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He decided to throw himself between me and one of his friends... as though that would be worthwhile.
[The man walks towards the glass door to the apartment's living area, his armored boots clacking with every purposeful step. Ferran remains unmoving in his guardian's arms.]
All it's done is degrade his spirit further.