"Me too." Renee's voice stayed low, in that way that one's voice always seemed to out of respect for another when they spoke in a whisper. It seemed those whispers, as though hiding from the world all around them, were all too common in her own life, and those of the people she knew and loved. "It all just makes me want to protect you in my arms forever." It was a reasonable desire, too; so far, there was nothing known that could cause an immortal like Renee permanent damage. Not even brain cancer. She shifted a little in order to make Scarlett more comfortable, not that her soft body was ever likely to be otherwise.