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If he was a better man maybe he would have stayed away. Maybe he should have, regardless.

It was Heda he saw first and stopped. A figure ducked beside her and earned a glance, but not a word yet.

There was a grim expression upon Glaukos' face while he stood there watching them, holding firm as he deferred his attention away, to the trees on one side and then the other, as if to wonder physically where the others were.

He did not come closer, and would not. A tension fixed him in place there, like a boulder having been rolled across the path. It was then that he spoke, calling out, I mean no harm, for surely that was what the mother's instinct worried over.

He wondered next, what Druid had said happened; maybe they all thought he was homicidal, or something. His eyes flickered again to the child - knowing it was one of his.

I only wanted -- I don't know, really. To see them. He tipped his chin down and motioned with his expression, his raised brows, to the whelp. Glaukos couldn't remember their name.