[ Dhaos' eyebrows furrowed at the request, because he didn't think-- or well, imagine that she would request such a thing of him. His lips pressed into a thin line at the thought of her dying. ]

...

Very well, I accept your request. However, Satori... if you ever feel yourself in danger, feel free to come on by to my own room. We do live on the same floor, and although it may not do much, perhaps it can assist in matters some.

[ He does not say such things lightly, but here he is. ]