[He pulls his fingers loose, breathing hard both from the effort not to let CU out of his grasp and the struggle not to rip him to bits. He's not sure which urge is the right one -- to kill the man in front of him or to take care of him. Either way, it's probably best to wait for orders on the matter, so he tries to keep himself at least a little in check.

Anyway, the loving compulsions are stronger than the violent ones right now.]

Shhh... You get it, right? You can't run, but I need you...