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“It’s allowed,” Dr. Marin said. “And you’re allowed to keep Kharon. He can protect you and still have boundaries. This is about negotiation, not eviction.”

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Kharon padded closer, pressed his warm muzzle to their palm, and stayed.

“Names can also be offers,” Dr. Marin countered. “Treat it as an experiment. Give him a name for five minutes. Then ask him to sit back and watch while you say something true to me, aloud. If he resists, you can stop.” “It’s allowed,” Dr

“Okay,” Dr. Marin said. “Ask Kharon to sit back for five minutes while you tell me one thing you’re afraid of.”

If Kharon had a thought about the whole affair, it was this: fire can warm a room without burning it down, if someone shows it how. He can protect you and still have boundaries

The hellhound’s tail tapped once, a dull drumbeat. It was listening. It was always listening.