Redtail Rise ms. found in a bottle

ooc; Hoping in front of Prophet, hope that's okay!

When the call comes, Ratio is still on the border. His eyes are dark, his body tensed and hackles slightly raised -  he feels both justified and prepared for the punishment of his actions. He comes to his Wealda and sees as he arrives that his Berserkr is there, as well. He greets them both with a nod but to neither is he particularly warm, stoic and braced against whatever may come next.

There is no other reason for him to have been called and Prophet's presence washes away any possible doubt. He stands in careful neutrality and before they can ask, he offers - "I made him leave." That wasn't entirely the truth but he pauses before continuing, eyes flicking between his two leaders. He feels no anxiety, at least not yet. "I spoke to him about something and he grew irritaional, erratic. Unstable."