Somewhere to belong

His battle buddy caught his expression and she stepped back away from Haydee. Her expression was strange, something he was actually having difficulty reading from her. Usually, he could read someone well but he blinked and furrowed his brows at her. Oh... he growled... Oh, he's the chief now... His eyes darted back to Haydee's fragile form with worry. He forgot how intimidating he could be.

"I apologize." He dipped his head and stepped back, he was getting in the middle of her treatment. There was fear in her eyes, was she really that scared of him? He had never seen anyone actually scared of him before. Startled, yes. Scared? No...

"I think there's ginseng in here. I took from the healer's stores what I could find." He mentions and offers her the basket he had commandeered. How much did he know about her truly? Nothing, well, she was a good fighter who had a thing against slavers for sure. He didn't know her well at all otherwise. What had caused her to be so scared of him?

"I care about her, please." He said, urging her to continue, taking another step back and even placing the fireplace between them. He meant no harm at all

"Speech!"