Can I clear my conscience

Theo inhaled sharply as those cold, colourless eyes fell on him, small limbs gripping onto Percy for deal life, silently willing the wolf to get up to run and run and not look back, lest the hellion before them decided to finish what she started. His blood froze as all her attention was turned to him, but he always lacked the sense for self preservation his larger companion seemed to have in spades, for now. "’Course I do." It was hard to growl imposingly from such a small body, but boy was he going to try. He could feel the wolf trembling beneath him, and his desire to protect her was just as strong as ever. The woman before them was nothing more than a big bully, and she shouldn’t be able to have this sort of power over someone that didn’t even remember her. It wasn’t fair!

"Percy". "Theo".