[That is the last thing Tony wants to hear. He knew Lutha was panicking, and he did figure the state of his eyes were scaring the younger man, but just hearing him say that, assuming Tony is out to kill him, hits a nerve. It chills him, and he reacts with sudden, abrupt motion, climbing off of Lutha, only to grab him and pull him up into his arms. He holds him to him tightly, leaning over him like he's sheltering him from a blast.]
No. No, I'm not going to do it. I won't hurt you. You hear me? Nobody's going to hurt you.
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No. No, I'm not going to do it. I won't hurt you. You hear me? Nobody's going to hurt you.