[The angel, right. Larsen files the knowledge away, her answer correlating with his own, and only then does he respond to her repeated concern, strides not faltering for an instant.]

I don't have time to be cautious. [She would be able to defend herself, but Kol...] Every second I'm not with them is a second I'm not defending them. There is nothing I value more than seeing myself to their protection. Anybody who tries to come between us will soon learn the error of such a choice.

[But her concern for herself isn't wrong, and so he says it again;] You can go any way you wish, miss.