"Why?" I finally asked. "Why have you been watching me?" He sighed deeply, running his hands through his short hair. The vulnerability in his eyes was a stark contrast to his tough exterior. "It's... complicated," he admitted, "I... I think you're in danger." The fear crept back in. "Danger? From who?" His gaze met mine, and his next words sent a shiver down my spine. "From your father, Kain."