Comforting and consoling another person was foriegn to Ylrid, as her head lay on his shoulder he did his best to reassure her with an arm on her back for support. It was clear she had been stressed out and that seeing him brought her relief, he listened to her talk about the death if her father and the thoughts that Lord Bennington had for retaking Norlund. The question that came was of no surprise to him at all.<br/><br/>Ylrid took a deep breath of the fresh crisp air outside. He was relieved to find her, the journey to do so had been one filled with tireless days and nights. "Yes I have always had this ability, but your father did not ask me to hide it from you, that was of my own doing." He looked away for a moment, almost as if he were feeling guilty, "it made my job easier, to not be close to you but rather to maintain my distance. My job was to protect you, and I felt that if I had shifted and visited you inside I might have fallen in love and compromised everything."<br/><br/>He looked at her once more, locking eyes, "there is something about you that attracts me to you more than most. I am not sure what it is exactly, but you are different." Not wanting to continue the line of discussion he tried to shift it quickly, though if pressed he would. "He seems like a charming man, and money is one thing, but men must be trained and while I admittedly don't know him well I doubt disciplined soldiers are his priority. He embellishes, as you well know since he bragged about killing me." For a moment lightning arced across his arms as he calmed his anger back down. "I could fly us out of here, right now, but I understand if you want to play politics."