Dahlian grumbled as he was dropped. "Some hero you are." Standing and stretching he growled and grabbed the man's wrist showing just how strong he was by the grip he had on the other's appendage. Letting it go just as quickly as he had grabbed it, he started to walk forward. "Do not push me. You would not like it very well. And maybe if you hadn't dropped me on the ground, you wouldn't have need to push? Universe, for people who are older than I am, you aren't very smart." Though he followed without making much more of a scene.<br/><br/>Until he heard that noise and he stopped dead in his tracks and dropped down low. Hearing James, he shook his head. "Nothing good. That is what that was." He could care less if the soldiers disliked the fact he had stopped, he wasn't about to move and give his position away in the gathering darkness. Moving slowly, he reached into his bag to pull out his small dagger and gripped it firmly in his hand. "Hopefully they decide a dance isn't worth the heartache."