[ Honestly, he would rather Kyrie never have to know how to do such a thing. But... in the case of his being away from her and something were to ever happen... maybe knowing a thing or two might help? Or would it only ease his own mind, if even a little? Tough to say. But he comes to look back to Kyrie then, teeth sinking into his bottom lip for a moment. ]

I don't mean anything fancy. [ Not like what he can do. ] But just something basic, even if it's to just get away.

[ He sighs, however, blue fingers brushing through strands of white hair. ]

I don't know. Maybe it's a dumb idea. It's not like I want you to have to deal with that sort of stuff.

[ The stuff that he does. ]