Ravensblood Forest and iron filling her lungs

To his surprise, she calms rather quickly. He’s impressed by her lowering temperature and perhaps her quirk of of being quick to attack is something he can’t quite yell at her for. She makes valid point though he mainly used the joining part as an example. Though Praimfaya did smell heavily of pack wolves, still the silver woman has done no wrong in his eyes...yet anyway.

So he too sighs and begins a steady walk closer. “Yes, I agree.” He submits for now. His partner is hurt and therefore she is also his responsibility to fix. “Come. Let’s wash off your wounds then.” He says almost softly. “So how the hell did all this start?“