Her unique physical makeup would inevitably attract notice.
"I'm aware of your history with Sister Mabel, and I know about your agreement with Vance Johansson," Watson spoke unprompted.
"Before, I didn't think you deserved Mabel, but now, I believe you're the only one suitable for her, so you must succeed."
"If I truly can enhance your powers...I... I believe I should assist."
By the end of her words, Watson's voice had dropped to barely a whisper.
"Don't act rashly, and you're banned from entertaining such ideas," I scolded harshly.
"I don't require your assistance, I can defeat Vance Johansson. As for you... I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe." I crouched down to meet her gaze.
Seeing this, Watson quickly responded, "You have to promise. If something happens to me, you'll take responsibility."
"Fine, fine. I'll take responsibility," I answered with a touch of exasperation.
"Go practice your meditation, don't squander more time."
