he realeases a sigh, features softening a tad bit when she
greeted him with an unusual answer. ‘ how peculiar. ’ the pureblood
says with wonder, arms crossed over his chest. the glow in his eyes
disappeared just as soon he confirms she was of no threat; surely,
never had he heard someone being thankful despite having their 
identity questioned. still, he lets it fall on deaf ears. ‘ —the danger of
you lurking this late && in my territory no less worries me. Are you
lost, perhaps? ’ head tilted, he inquired.