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Sly was silent for a moment, wondering how to answer the question he was asked of. Did he fear what she was becoming? Somewhat, but for a different reason. "Yes and no...to being afraid of this 'form' you have, no, I am not scared. I have fought with the Devil and won; I have no fear of any living thing upon this earth." He hesitated for a moment. He could not keep his thoughts from her; it is like lying in true love, it was not possible. "However...I do fear that this...form...may put you into a state of mind where you will harm those you care about. While it will not be your fault, if this form were to get out of hand..." He stopped again, shaking his head. "...I fear that I could not, nor would not, be able to stop you. I...I love you too much."

He then gave a small laugh. "Then again, that may not be a bad thing...I never imagined that ever in my life that I would find a woman of whom I loved and would love me back."