Lion Head Mesa and not just the muse

Aquillius saw in this woman before him the stone and steel of a soldier.

The stone mask lightened, just a bit.

Nothing you wouldn’t already know. There was no need to grovel and make useless frivolities about the situation. 

His eye was keen upon her.

Is the traitor a danger to us? Do you believe him to wish revenge? He asked after a moment.

Do you require a hunter to chase him?