[ Before her aether can retreat entirely his own reaches out to curl around her. To hold her as he was now, physically. What were small twitches of frustration soon turned into light touches to soothe the troubled soul. Another kiss, to her brow this time, as he refuses to relinquish either form of contact with her. ]

They cannot force you. Should they try, refuse them.

[ Nudging her nose with his now, his lips ghost over her own. ]

And if they persist-- you will tell me. And I will take care of everything.