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Stark nodded at the offer, considering the two were probably the most unlikely of allies, he appreciated the consideration all the same. It was a close enough pitstop to where the wolves had who had her daughters were, and he felt like it was a decent enough offer in an attempt to help someone in a moment he'd want help himself. If Stark had to chase down his children he'd do so without hesitation and he would do whatever it took - including taking help from a stranger when he'd rather not. 

Stark understood what Saena was talking about - wanting to keep Tambourine close and secure. He'd never let anyone get ahold of the boy. "We keep a close eye on him, as close as we are to Larksong." Stark explained. Saena explained a little of how it happened and Stark wanted to ask if she had any idea how the girls had gotten away, but, it might not be worth it. "At least you're doing better now and can get the girls back." She asked about Tambourine's help and there was a moment that Stark couldn't help - the smile grew on his face of it's own accord. 

"Growin' like a weed." He said with a chuckle. "Has an ear that flops still, he might even keep it that way, but he's strong and he's a good kid." Sure, loud sometimes, and a little....out of touch, but a good kid.