Redhawk Caldera 'Cause heaven's angels carried her away

Hotah slowed when he saw her turn, reading the tension in her posture before a word was exchanged. He didn’t crowd her, just stopped close enough to be present.

His brow knit slightly, concern plain.

-Hey,- he signed. -I saw Tzar come back in hot.-

A brief pause, eyes searching her face.

-He alright? What happened out there?-