It wasn't that Harry wasn't capable of taking care of himself. On the contrary, he had a damned impressive track record of getting out of bad spots, almost as impressive as his record of getting into them.
I just decided to lend a hand sometimes. Or, rather, a satellite.
Ortega was a threat. A damned big one, with his sights set right on one Harry Dresden. And since the kid had more than enough to deal with, I had decided it was time I stepped in.
Because no vampire was ever getting near my apprentice.
I'd make sure of it.