Ravensblood Forest torture saints with a single glance

He enjoys a mysterious presence and that’s exactly what he gets as she decides not to answer his silent question with her own name. A mental shrug, he’d ask her again later then. Though what draws him towards her is the blunt truthfulness in her simple words. “Fair enough.” He answers back.

Then she seems quick to ask him questions even though she only gives vague answers of her own. He chuckles lowly, a playful tilt of massive head. “I’m observing the coast. I’ll be back with them shortly. You smell of the coastal wolves, dear. Are you one of them?” He asks voice continuously calm and collected, a hint of playful teasing in there as well.