[One question answered: it's that stuffy lady he's run into once or twice. Which by itself might not have been enough to clear her of suspicion, but given how friendly those wolves are acting... yeah, he'll go with it.
At least until he takes a swing at the nearest slavering hellbeast and, rather than slicing through it the way he was hoping for, finds his arm pressing up against the edge of her sword.]
Hey, get outta the - [He cuts off with a yelp, narrowly sidestepping an incoming claw from the wolf he wasn't paying attention to. Okay, taking that back. Don't get out of the way.] Cover my back and I'll cover yours! Deal?
no subject
At least until he takes a swing at the nearest slavering hellbeast and, rather than slicing through it the way he was hoping for, finds his arm pressing up against the edge of her sword.]
Hey, get outta the - [He cuts off with a yelp, narrowly sidestepping an incoming claw from the wolf he wasn't paying attention to. Okay, taking that back. Don't get out of the way.] Cover my back and I'll cover yours! Deal?