Taran watched carefully as Mack arose from his sick bed. He stepped back to give the smaller demon more space, and looked down at him intently. He nodded when Mack gave him a last name, even if it didn’t give him any indication of where he hailed from. He knew Mack was from across the leyline, so even if he came from some form of great house, Taran would never be able to tell with an unfamiliar surname like ’Tubman’.<br/><br/>He gave Mack a toothy smile, revealing a row of sharp teeth. “I would say anytime, but I have a feeling you wouldn’t want to be back in an infirmary anytime soon,” he said with a laugh. He met Mack’s eyes, and then followed the smaller demon’s gaze towards the door. It would make sense he would want to leave, and seeing as Mack could actually stand, Taran had no qualms.<br/><br/>“Uh, yes. You’re allowed to leave,” he said, his answer sounding like a question as well. He was surprised by the sudden meekness. Then again, it wasn’t as if Mack was just touring another city. He was in a whole other world. Taran swallowed, and then quickly nodded. “Yes, that’s fine. Uh, I can show you the way back through, if you want."