<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf0000">He heard her words, saw the agitation and felt it radiating off her in waves. His hand reached out, gently stroking a few fingers over her cheek as he stretched his influence, sending a calming wave over her. "Now, calm down, csitri. I don't know where Faeren went, but I think if something bad has happened, I'm the most qualified to help her. Show me what's wrong." His voice was soft, alluring. If she was this worked up, there was no time to waste, though he wasn't at the level of forcing obedience... yet.</span>