Redhawk Caldera I'd be prepared to lose a few with you.

Stark watched the scene unfurl before him , staying passive and allowing the pack wolves to scramble against themselves. It was evident that the woman was the leader here, a thing he admired, and from there he could make the connection - it was most likely that Gannet was hers. "It's hard to stay logical." Stark said knowingly, giving a soft sigh. "I know I was a wreck when my mother passed...when my partner did, too." Stark disliked to admit it but he was willing to show a bit of weakness for a struggling child. 

His ears perked at the question posed to him and Stark wasn't going to just blurt out the real truth if the matter. "We had just met, he seemed like a really cool guy." Stark offered lamely - he certainly wasn't going to tell the woman that her mate had fucked him. It hardly seemed proper, after all. "I'm really sorry for your loss."