Lion Head Mesa (ap) clay

There was a commotion... from behind him? Perhaps the intoxication the mazoi had been feeling had fogged his mind more than he was aware of. "I am." His words mimicked her own. Unsteady but not completely incompetent, Sakai circled around Tamar to brush against her side, in hopes of seeing what was going on. "What's all the yelling about?" His tone quickly changed from confused to attentive as he pressed his ears forward. 

He could hear yelling, and see the Pharaoh and a few mazoi together.

Looking down at the female, the man watched her reaction carefully. Took in her body language fully as if this would help him understand the situation. "What is going on?" A stern but still gentle command, a rare reaction from the laid back gentleman.