When Esmeralda curled up against him, Grazen curled up against her. In his case though, he ended up enveloping her body with his own. As he held her against him, he smiled for no reason other than he just felt like it. He was completely at ease with his lover wrapped in his arms safe and warm. She was his, and he loved her. He would protect her, to the death in necessary. No one was going to harm her. Not while he still lived.