Resnera seemed to grow a little calmer for a moment, perhaps, Iorwerth thought hopefully, the burst of energy simply came from meeting a new wolf. Foolish behaviour really, especially given the war, she shouldn't have been so immediately trusting and yet if her typical personality didn't always run the risk of presenting the listener with a headache, well he thought that was certainly the better option. Especially given that he wasn't sure whether she was meant to be one of the refugees that King Maverick had mentioned earlier, perhaps one who had simply gotten here ahead of the rest of her pack, albeit by accident it seemed.
At his words however she calmed even more, growing even a little upset it seemed. The mood swing was entirely confusing for the male, Iorwerth himself wasn't even saddened by the path his life had taken. He'd been annoyed for a while, felt rather lonely and lost though he hopefully would find himself having a good fresh start here in Seracia. Sympathy certainly wasn't wanted nor required, a fact he had hopefully made clear to his family, certainly had to Epiphron though had clearly failed to do so here with Resnera.
"Don't be." He began to inform her of this error, her apologising wasn't about to change anything after all and the words were utterly useless. Her quick approach however prevented him from saying anything else as suddenly all distance had been closed and she was... what was she doing? "What are you doing?" He enquired taking a step back as she then did the same.
Her eyes looked down now, as she muttered about leaving, something that Iorwerth still wasn't sure whether it was a good idea or not. "Are you meant to be visiting Seracia with other members of your pack? To get away from the war?" He questioned, certainly not beating around the bush any longer. "If so perhaps it would be best for you to stay and speak to the King or Queen. It'd be useless to return now you are here."
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