Sadly, Diana had a lot of experience with private security. Both because of the friends she attracted, and because she had two overprotective sisters who rarely trusted her on her own, these days. She'd had more than a few bodyguards--some that she'd been told about, some she'd clocked following her.

Really, she tried to think of it as sweet.

Arty's love language was protection, or whatever.

But it wasn't always easy.

She gave Andrew a wry smile. "I imagine that there's a healthy overlap in the Venn diagram of private security and combat sorcery."