He looks at her. "Let us make a healing potion." he says decisively. He didn't wish to make a love potion. Expecially when he was already in love with the woman he was dating. He should have seen his needling was agitating her. Which had NOT been his intent. He knew he wasn't being macho. So her thoughts insulted him. And made him stop afterwards. He glares at Fang. "Watch your mouth. I will not allow you to talk so disrespectfully in Romanian around your own sister. You want to do so to me...do it when your sister isn't nearby to be victum to your verbal whiplash." he says pointedly. He stops as soon as she demanded it. But by then apparently it was too late.<br/><br/>He holds midnight. Kisses the top of his forehead. "Do not fear Midnight. The big, bad wolf man will not hurt you. I will not let it." Yes. No concept of fear or concern for himself. He blinks as she stood up. And when he was stood in front of he again stops his dagger edged words. He glares at Fang. But it was more of a...attack me if you dare. Your the one starting shit with me type of glare. And the screaming she did actually was slightly intimidating. He made a mental note to never piss her off. He did not wish to be at the front of those verbal lashings.<br/><br/>He looks at her. "It is alright. I am sorry for needling him. I was just proving to him he would not be pissing me off as he had done with the others. He was challenging me to a game of verbal warfare. I was simply showing him...you are far too important to me to get angry over his overprotectiveness." He lowers his gaze. "I apologize for taking it too far Essense."