My sweet monochrome

ooc; pardon my interruption, I promise he won't be a bother he just wants to sit with the new gal to make sure she's not being sketchy.

The howl rang out and he wouldn't hesitate to answer it. He had been out of commission now for over a week and he was done obeying doctor's orders. Not that he'd done the best job obeying them after day two, but that was beside the point. He stood up stiffly, feeling a tightness in his belly that he knew would still take a while to go away. Bearing fresh new skin and a few new scars, Kyarst Armada moved at a moderate trot toward the newcomer. It seemed someone wanted the attention of the Imperator, but they would have to settle for his attention as well. It was his job, after all, to protect the borders at all costs. Not a smile nor simper graced his features as he came upon the scene, noting with mild pleasure that the woman was smart enough to remain outside of the Imperium line. Good, at least she had common sense on her side. “Hello,” he offered, not willing to be called impolite. “You've found yourself in the presence of Imperium's Praesidio. I realize I'm not the one you called for but surely you wouldn't mind my company until the Imperator can meet with you?” Of course he didn't care if she minded or not, he was staying put for the time being. He also didn't care that she probably wouldn't know what 'Praesidio' meant - it was actually in his favor that she didn't know he was only the border guard. Now it was her turn to play nice and offer her name, and perhaps even her reason for being here. “speak,”