He doesn't mean it. You know yourself how powerful the dream world is, how easy it is to be taken by it. [He doesn't understand why he covers for Cobb, why he feels as if he stills owes him, that he always will. He regrets it the instant the words fall from his lips, feels an anger towards the man for taking something as precious as Mal for granted, picking her up and dropping her off as if she were nothing more than luggage.]

Shh, it's okay. [He draws her in closer, his hold around her firmly there, but light, gentle, and he slowly sways them a little, soothingly, his hand rubbing against her back.] I'm here. You know I'm always here. I'll keep you company until he stops being an idiot. [He heaves a sigh, trying to ignore the ache deep in his chest at the idea of her going back to him - he can say for certain because he isn't Dom, he doesn't have Mal, but he believes he would never treat her the way he does if he did.] You can stay here tonight.