who's turn is it to save who now?

Astraios scowled a little deeper as she pulled away and threw verbal barbs at him. But that was what he wanted, right? Letting her get too close was a point of vulnerability. Why else did he bury everything in insults and snarls? He was also starting to like it when she snapped back at him. He enjoyed seeing the fire inside of her. But not when she got sullen, and sad instead of angry. 


He wrestled with two parts or himself for a moment. The one that wanted to keep everyone at arms bay, and the one that wanted to get closer to her. In the end, the fool won out. He grimaced, and then lifted his head to look at Delphi, who had curled up into a ball despite her injured leg. "Fine." He said, his voice a little bitter "I like you, okay? And that scares me." His eyes dropped again. She was right, he was the coward that couldn't even look at her.