Ever since that first day, Atem hadn't caught sight of the diminutive girl who had been so determined to end her life. It was troubling, to say the least so when he finally did cross her path he felt this odd sense of relief. The mistrust was still there, evident from her swift reaction to his presence but she was still alive.

"Attack?!" He repeated a note of surprise in his voice as he glanced between the two of them. The boy she was trying to protect towered over both Xion and Atem. Did this stranger really need her to look out for him? He looked formidable on his own.

Oh, Ra. This was already off to an awkward start. With a nervous chuckle Atem raised his hands defensively to show that he wasn't carrying anything resembling a weapon. "I wouldn't dream of it... and I seem to recall telling you before that one person could never truly own another." Not so long as those individuals possessed free will.