Saffron had a surge of fondness for him at that, leaning in to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth. "Let's go, then," she said, standing and tugging on his hand to get him to go with her.

She threaded her fingers through his as they walked to her place, and kept him occupied with idle chit chat in an effort to keep him from getting too nervous. She didn't live terrible far from the club, so it wasn't all that long before they were there.

Once they were inside, Saffron slipped off her sandals and went to stand before Xander, wondering idly what it was with her and befriending guys who were a full foot taller than her or close to it. She took his face in her hands, her own tilted back to look up at him. "Listen to me, Xander. I want you to know you can trust me. You're safe here with me. I promise I would never hurt you. Okay?"