He who has no name

he softly stroked my hair as I sat hugging me legs to my chest.
"you're ok." He wiped the tear of my cheek and got up.
"w-whats your name?" I peer up from my legs.
"i-" he pulled his hoodie off and looked at the floor.
"it doesn't matter."
he lifted his chin and smiled at me.
"as long as your safe, and with me, nothing matters but you."
he threw his jacket off and wrapped it around me.
I slowly squinted my eyes.
"who....are you?" I whisper quietly.