Danger isn't always physical, Junpei. [He leans back a little, brow furrowed in concern.] You said yourself -- being here hurts you. It's killing you. Even if it's just on the inside.

[Natsume backs towards the bed, sitting down again, consciously putting himself lower than Junpei again. Always being careful not to intimidate or impose or loom over him.] Far away. In the countryside. It's nice. I think you'd like it.

We'd be safe.