Raschen sighed heavily. He could understand her attachment and the frustration of not being allowed your closeness. He had such a relationship with his mother. he could not act as a son might with his mother because it would be unseemly between their ranks.<br/><br/>"It would be seen as an act of insubordination in the presence of political suspicion.." he explained swiftly. "In the times when investigations are necessary it is best to simply follow what is asked of you...I can assure you he is safe. My mother may possess devastating abilities but she is a healer and priestess of the goddess above all else...Jax is alone with her. she does not permit guards in her home unless there is a meeting of diplomats and Jax is seen as an ambassador not a diplomat."<br/><br/>He huffed as he rushed tot he door to stop her, trembling at the touch of her flesh to the thin fur of his chest. He rested his warm, protective paw over her hand, smiling warmly, looking down into her pleading eyes, his gaze one of comfort. "He is safe, Taryn. Please...we must rest before we leave tomorrow. I will do whatever is needed for you to sleep comfortably." he said softly, petting her cheek with his other paw, the pads warm against her skin, her feeling his pulse in them, his heart rate quickened by her touch.