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Staying with his gut feeling of staying on the sidelines, Michael warps over to the side of what seemed to be a winged child. He felt that it may be necessary to safeguard from all the present danger for the time being. Having experience as a father figure, he kept her behind him in a defensive stance, reading to parry any possible incoming projectiles or bodies that would be flung their way. "Don't be afraid. I'll do what I can to protect you from harm. May I ask you for your name?" The tactician inquired.