<span style="font-size: 12px">Julius could sense — in no means of supernatural readings — the burden of leaving so suddenly that seemed to weigh on her shoulders. He could both relate and understand the stress of it; the necessity to simply pick up and abandon a place you called home for some time at the drop of a dime. He almost considered reaching out to offer her some comfort until he caught that flicker of mischief on his face that made his brows lift ever so slightly. His opened but no sound came out when she snatched up his hand, a grunting leaving him to suddenly being tugged along. His head managed to duck out of the way of the tent flap just in time, his eyes darting around outside for her previous aggressor but he was nowhere in sight. Instead, she'd made an assumption that drew his attention back to her. His head shook slowly back and forth. "Why would I think you odd?" He asked, seeming perplexed by the notion. <br/>
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The chill in the air didn't seem to phase him at all, simply following her wherever she lead him like a loyal, if not protective, pup just a couple steps behind her. "My name is Julius Warden, madame." His brows furrowed. "I'm going to assume Clio wasn't your given name either in that case... what would you wish me to call you from now on?... In all honesty.. I don't know how I got here in the first place. I was traveling, and suddenly... everything around me changed. I heard a voice calling from the trees, and then..." He frowned, looking down as he shook his head. "The woods didn't look the same as they did from the road. I tried to turn back, but there was nothing but woods. I kept walking, and found this place," he murmured, glancing around. "Fae ring... is that what this is?" he hissed, but truthfully... he didn't really know what that was to begin with! "My plight? What do you mean by that?" He asked, all attention directed to the woman who seemed to read him better and easier than even he could read himself. He stared at her face for a long moment, his hand drifting to his side when she released it after the squeeze but it felt colder without the warmth in it. Somehow, she seemed just as puzzled as him, and he wasn't sure what to make of it. Perhaps she was odd, but it wasn't in an off putting manner. If anything, it intrigued him and piqued his curiosity about her. <br/>
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"Of course," he dipped his head, having no qualm with waiting outside. "Do what you need to, I'll be right here," he gave her a soft smile before it dwindled. Clearing his throat to her blunt question, he glanced around then to her. "A bit of both, I believe.. Though I believe the proper way to say it is... <i>driven out...</i>" He murmured. "But yes, looking for something new is almost always on my agenda these days," he admitted. He gave her a weak, flickering smile and nod, letting her disappear into the tent. He only caught a glimpse with her silhouette outlined in lantern light, enough to widen his eyes and promptly turn his head forward out of respect. He wasn't the kind of man to gawk at a woman's form in such a means, especially not one almost preyed upon by a brute just moments before. Luckily, the darkness helped him feel better about the flare of rosy red across his cheeks. Though, he did swallow harshly before focusing on what was happening around him instead of behind him.<br/>
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The sound of her voice eventually had his head turning to look back at her, a final glance around given before he slipped into the tent after her. His eyes danced around the tent to take in the surroundings before he looked at her. "You're taking having to leave better than most would... you also seem to understand me more than any stranger.. perhaps even more than others that have known me for years would." His brows knitted together as he looked her over as if she was a complex puzzle he couldn't seem to figure out. "It makes me wonder if your question applied to yourself... are <i>you </i>running from something or seeking something new?" </span>