[ Giovanni listens, his face twisting in horror as he tries to picture what Yachi must have come across. Not that he really wants to picture it - a scorpion, made out of her body? Missing her head? ]

I'm sorry you had to see any of that, Pepper Spray. I'm so sorry.

[ He places his other hand over hers, squeezing gently. ]

It's not gonna happen again. I'm your boss, and that means I'll protect you. All of you.