Feeling used, but I'm missing you

His anger dissipated to confusion and he could not help a quick glance at his Wealda. A home? When the brute was so rude? Had he missed something? He swiftly looked back to the stranger, his body language tense but one of strict obedience. A solider. His eyes had changed, however - where he had once stared at the man with sharp aggression, there was a quieter, more thoughtful look. 

He was a very large male, coated in black and silver. He supposed, if he really thought about it, his silver accents reminded him of Ashlar. That was where any similarity stopped, however. Handsome, maybe, but Ratio was still high on hormones and his anger at not dispelled completely - his hackles still stood. 

He would be useful. Perhaps. 

His presence beside Avicus was less raging heat as he stared at the stranger and registered his shrug. Even that made his teeth ache to bite but his logical mind understood. Even he had taken time to consider Prophet. He was silent and steady as he waited for Avicus' response.