Throat working, the edge leaves again and his voice is soft concern as he holds her tighter, gently stroking her hair.

"All right. It's gonna be okay, just some asshole on a phone thinkin' he's tough, that's all."

His eyes slide closed and he ignores the thoughts asking what if it's more?

"Rudy said they didn't see nothin' all night."

His lip twitches and he squeezes her, voice lightening, "Fatso scared the hell outta him, though."