He pressed his lips together. Obviously the sarcastic heroic type. He was highly tempted to let her go about her business and perhaps should have. But he was Bound to at least make sure she wasn't dead by the end of it. He could still heal after all.

"I suppose if I must." Distraction was easy. He briefly kissed the sapphire of his pinky ring before folding his hands once more in front of him. On occasion there is a rippling sheen of faint golden light around his form, as if he has placed himself within a barrier. But that's only because he has.

"I take it you're..." He managed a tight smile. "One of us?"