Shook hands with the devil

The stranger - Rhona, she introduced herself, flinched from his touch. He expected as much, but he still fought to keep a frown from his features. She had been through a trauma, he would need to give her space. He intended to do so, but before he could she began to lean onto his shoulder. Trapping him there.

Bemused, he turned his eyes but not his head towards Tamsyn and Resin, both of which were comforting each other at the moment. He was definitely pissed that he had missed out on tearing apart the brute that dared step foot near Armada borders with intent to hurt his people. “She can stay for now” he agreed, not willing to give any more assurance then that until he knew more.

“I’m going to need a full report, I only got the highlights, that this man was hurting you and chasing you here, Tamsyn” he explained. He had cared only for getting here in time after that, not learning any more.