Redsand Canyon Is there something we're still missing?

He didn't know what she was talking about. Arsenio was a name he knew only through Germanicus, and the man kept much of his knowledge to himself. It didn't phase Glaukos one way or the other that Tamar belonged to someone, or so the implication went.

He grunted, passing her a queer look, and then turned to follow her. The boy was oblivious to much of Tamar's feelings, observations, and concerns. It wasn't natural for Glaukos to be concerned with others - making him an oddity among the auxilia, who cared for and protected these canyons.

He was silent as he walked; it took more effort than he would admit to keep one step ahead of the other as he squinted down at his feet. So much so that Glaukos didn't heed whether he brushed Tamar or where she ended up.

But, at least he wasn't biting her head off.