He couldn't help the quietly incredulous laugh that came from his lips. The worst that could happen. She had no idea what the worst that could happen was, and he did. He knew.

He sighed and cupped the side of her face. His Romana. Her own Romana. Whoever she was, he didn't think he could handle losing her again. Not after...not if he could prevent it.

"I like to think so," he said. "That everything will be all right." It was more of an automatic response than anything. It didn't even feel real.