Never in his life had he felt like he wanted to flee from a person. He was not afraid of people. He had faced ursur and dragons and ice giants on the tundra and people were miniscule compared to the danger they brought. But, in his heart of hearts, he wanted to crawl away from her and hide away and protect himself from the danger she posed.
It was true what his mother told him as a child, that only those you loved could hurt you. Your enemies couldn't hurt you. Your critics couldn't hurt you. Only the ones you let into your heart.
"Okay." He finally said, nodding. "We can do that."