...Or just sit back and ignore like nothing never happened...

Goddammit Arian! She was going to make the guy probably get hostile and make their job harder! Her grip would be lost and her attention on the male who chanted odd things. He was really starting to get pissed off, but he would deal with it after this. With final efforts, he and the Abaven girl has finally managed to pull Allen from the Sands, Sin scrambling back to give foot room as Allen was freed. He released the old man's scruff, jaws aching from the effort as he licked clean the blood from Lillie and Allen.

Allen had thanked them, and Sin would say nothing but dip his head in acknowledgement. He would not speak about it in front of Arian or Allens pack mate...and he figured perhaps it was time to go before Lillie turned on him. Not that he was afraid of her, but he had seen her at the pack challenge and did not want to linger around Abaven territory any longer. He knew they were pissed with him, so he would not put it past her to signal her pack to ambush him here and now.

However, as he would turn away, he was mildly surprised to find the stranger of the deranged voice waiting nearby, almost with an eerie sort of patience. Sizing him up, Sin's stance took on a dominant posture as his amber gaze showed nothing, a single brow raised. "What are you looking at?" His voice was neither kind nor unkind, but a stony tone in between.